“Joe gave me some more gravy.”
“Good plan," Freddy was saying. "Let's get some decent sleep. Tomorrow we can shake our gravy asses into town and do some sluething.”
“It's more than shadowsThat carry me throughNot some empty shadowed faithOf some empty idolsIts the faith that allows me to doWhat I doFaith in the man thatDied for me on that crossOn CalvaryThe man that gave meThe words I writeAnd the words I pray.”
“Kiss me, Joe. I won’t shatter… Seriously, Joe, you can touch me without breaking me. In fact, you might even put me a little bit back together.”
“All gave some, Some gave all.”
“...he stank more than any human joe had ever smelled, as if he had been dipped in some ungodly confection of camembert and rancid gasoline brewed up in a spit-filled cuspidor.”