“And on and on it went-that duet between the dumb, praying lady and the big, hollow man who was so full of loving echoes.”

“The big trouble with dumb bastards is that they are too dumb to believe there is such a thing as being smart.”

“It posed the question posed by all such stone piles.: how had puny men moved stones so big? And, like all such stone piles, it answered the question itself. Dumb terror had moved those stones so big”

“why did it have to happen?'It was one more hollow echo to the question humanity had been asking for millenniums, the question men were seemingly born to ask.”

“Money began talking to Ben again--not big money this time, but little money. It niggled and nagged and carped and whined at him, as full of fears and bitterness as a spinster witch.--"Money Talks”

“Get out of the road, you dumb motherfucker!”

“Her pleasure went on and on, and so did Ben's. Ben could almost smell the gardenia, could almost see her pinning it on, her hands all thumbs."You're selling your store?" she said.There was radiance between them now. There were overtones and undertones to everything they said. The talk itself was formal, lifeless.--"Money Talks”