“The frailty of everything, revealed at last.”

“The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.”

“In the spring or warmer weather when the snow thaws in the woods the tracks of winter reappear on slender pedestals and the snow reveals in palimpsest old buried wanderings, struggles, scenes of death. Tales of winter brought to light again like time turned back upon itself.”

“Suppose you were the last one left? Suppose you did that to yourself?”

“Ultimo hombre. Last man standing, must've been one. Where'd he go?”

“Uneasy sleeper you will live to see the city of your birth pulled down to the last stone.”

“Wrinkle not thy sable brow at me, my friend. All will be known to you at last. To you as to every man.”