“Mist devils spun in the air, dispersed then reassembled, gyrating above the ground, vapor-gamboling.”

“It watched the strangers with not-eyes. A dead view of the world created by memory and lifeglow.”

“You were picking up the vibes off a guy who was supposed to be alive and scaring us, but who was—is—dead and scaring us?”

“Music is undescribable, and no words can be said to understand it. The only way to understand it is to hear it.”

“What up Brit-Boy?""I was just wondering," he said,"about the significance of your canine collar."Why was the collar such a big deal? Back home, half the girls wore them. "It was a gift from someone with twice the cojones you have."He raised his eyebrows. "You only have the data to validate half of that statement," he said, letting his legs fall apart and glancing downward. "But that could be corrected.”

“There has been only one Christmas -- the rest are anniversaries.”

“They scribble on notepads,the sound of their pensscratching the judgemental air.”