“One more year and I will be closer to wherever I'm going.”
“One more, Mr. Straights. I know I'm getting closer and closer to becoming a man. I'm not nearly as in telligent as I was a little while ago."~Lottie”
“I'm giving [my analyst] one more year--then I'm going to Lourdes.”
“Every Good Friday, this anchored but ever-changing anniversary of my accident, I go to the little creek that saved my life and light one more candle. I offer thanks for two facts: that I am one year older, and that I am one year closer to death.”
“I'm going to hell, aren't I?""Hopefully not for a few more years.”
“I had learned in the last two years that the more demanding the basic needs of self-preservation grow, the closer one comes to nature.”