“Here and there are worms, evidence of the fertility of the soil, caught by the sun, half dead; flexible and pink, like lips.”

“her body feels different, no longer taut and sinewy but sponge-like fluid. Saturated. It has a different energy, a deep orangy-like pink, like the inside of a hibiscus.”

“Why are you so interested in amoebas?""Oh, they're immortal," he said, "and sort of shapeless and flexible. Being aperson is getting too complicated.”

“So we couldn't mingle with them, but we could eavesdrop. We got our knowledge that way--we caught it like germs.”

“What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?”

“I'd like another dimension of space, and also the tombs and the dead women, please.”

“Myths can't be translated as they did in their ancient soil. We can only find our own meaning in our own time. ”