“Musically, he was like an old man in a boy's skin.”

“How old are you Johnny" she asked.Sixteen."And what's that-a boy or a man?"He laughed. "A boy in time of peace and a man in time of war.”

“the running boy is inside every man, no matter how old he gets.”

“The Little Boy and the Old ManSaid the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."Said the old man, "I do that too."The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."I do that too," laughed the little old man.Said the little boy, "I often cry."The old man nodded, "So do I."But worst of all," said the boy, "it seemsGrown-ups don't pay attention to me."And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.I know what you mean," said the little old man.”

“His coworker was velvety-skinned, a sexy boy-on-the-cusp-of man.”

“Your bird drinks whiskey and eats tobacco?"The old man frowned."Just be lad he doesn't like eatin' scrawny boys that don't know their way 'round the Otherworld.”