“That was when I first observed a phenomenon I now call the "New York Slide": you offer your words to try to communicate and connect with someone, but your words just hit a brick wall the person has erected to ward off human contact- the words slide down it and roll away.”

“I cursed. (S-word, f-word, s-word, d-word, s-word times three, f-word, and a z-word I made up on the spot.) I kicked a brick wall. I said the z-word again in response to the pain that came from kicking a brick wall.”

“You’re touching me,” I chided him. He caressed my back, sliding his hand down, hitting every sensitive point I hadn’t even known I had. “No, this is touching you. That was just accidental contact.” “Oh? Good to know. If you touch me again and I break your arm off, you can be sure it will be completely accidental.”

“Before the words slide into their slots, they are just discrete items, pointing everywhere and nowhere.”

“I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise up higher, with words and words in phrases.”

“The word angel (malach) is simply the ordinary Hebrew word for a messenger...According to Augustine, the word 'angel' is the name not of a nature but of a role. There is no reason not to call a human being angel if that person is acting as a messenger. The word has come to mean someone carrying a message from God, but this someone could still be a human being.”