“My own apathy is bone chilling.”
“...the pain of the constant, bone-chilling loneliness she'd accustomed herself to. And learned to live with it.”
“People like to talk shit, but it's usually to justify their own apathy.”
“It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass into the texture of things. Dusk, silence, iron chill. Something lonely in the bone.”
“My melon soulCrushed by your Gallagher of apathy”
“I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.”