“I could eat a knob at night.”
“...and all they could do was sit, sleep, eat, and be reminded day after day, night after night, of their disease and eventual death.”
“If I could just write it down in a piece of paper, then maybe she could get a decent night's sleep, eat a little of her dinner. Maybe she could have a minute's worth of peace.”
“It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt.”
“I opened the door for a lot of people and they left me holdin' the knob”
“I read like a wolf eats. I read myself to sleep every night.”