“I raced alongside the car but they were too far down the road. Brokenheartedly, I roared out in hopelessness and grief. She was gone.#Ren”
“I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.”
“There was a roar from the shadow-tiger mask around the Harley, and Murphy swept up alongside the boat. I leapt down onto the back of the bike in a single smooth motion, which I felt was cool, and landed with too much of my weight on my genitals, which I felt was not.”
“There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.”
“Perhaps he knew, as I did not, that the Earth was made round so that we would not see too far down the road.”
“If she were in a race for her life, that roar was the starter pistol. If God were the referee, He had just shouted Go.”