“I lay in my bed for I don't know how long doing my best to work things out, and my best certainly wasn't good enough.”

“I stared so long that I got to seeing them as being dark, ugly sins in my body, smelling and dirty, but my touch face showed that I didn't give a damn. I was the toughest person in the whole world. And then inside the outline of my body a devil's face slowly took shape. It came to my chest, a dark, ugly thing with big lips that looked hot around yellow pointed teeth, eyeing me in a friednly way, as though it had been feeding on what was inside me and was trying to show how pleased it was.”

“Come on Pop' I said as best I could 'don't go back now'I felt rotten, watching him go back like that.”

“Somehow this is what I wanted to happen. I was holding my ground under attack from my enemies, lashing out at them until they killed me, not giving a damn.”

“I felt almost sick with wanting to tell her how I felt, but I couldn't think of words to suit my feelings.”

“I was frightened again, knowing thatmy having seen God that morning was only my stupid imagination. Everything was going to be as bad as it had ever been.”

“Standing there. watching her go, I felt lonelier than I have ever been in my life.”