“The Elephant of Depression wasn't just parked on my chest, it was relaxing there with the Walrus of Gloom and the Hippo of Bleak Friday Nights in Alone. They had beers. They were settling in.”
“Apartments in Crosscut weren't just depressing. They were wrist-slittingly bleak, and not quite as cheap as Madeline had imagined.”
“Wallowing was for elephants, depressing people and depressing elephants”
“Southampton's barrage balloons floated gleaming in the moonlight like the ghosts of elephants and hippos.”
“My head was throbbing, and my hands were shaking, but I went down the ladder to my workroom - and started figuring out how to rip someone's heart out of his chest from fifty miles away.Who says I never do anything fun on a Friday night?”
“For my sustenance at night,the whole that my hands can gleanfrom the gloom of the oak-gloomed oaks--the herbs and the plenteous fruits...”