“The cold rain came down in buckets. I was shaking, shivering, and naked, and more soap was getting into my eyes. But hey. At least I was clean.”

“Ah, snug lie those that slumber beneath conviction's roof.Their floors are sturdy lumber, their windows weatherproof.But I sleep cold forever, and cold sleep all my kind,For I was born to shiver in the draft from an open mind.Born nakedly to shiver in the draft of an open mind.”

“Not only was there no traffic but the rain came down in buckets and I had no shelter. I had to run under some pines to take cover; this did no good; I began crying and swearing and socking myself on the head for being such a damn fool.”

“I shake my head and the tiny acrobats fall like spangles, like the cool rain on another planet, down to the inside of my feet.”

“Aemon’s blind white eyes came open. “Egg?” he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. “Egg, I dreamed that I was old.”

“Hey back,' I say, my voice low beside her ear. She shivers. I love that.”