“Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.”

“Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence.”

“An invisible gas clouds his thoughts, exhaust from a bus left with its engine running in the middle of his brain.”

“If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie.”

“I told you again that you were the reason Adam ate the apple and its core. That when he left Eden, he left a rich man. Not only did he have Eve, but he had the taste of the first apple in the world in his mouth for the rest of his life.”

“Did I tell you about Anton?" Loots said.Anton?" I shook my head.It was a week ago, Loots said. There had been a knock on the door of his apartment and when he opened it his old friend Anton was standing there. Anton was a clown. He belonged to a circus that toured the provinces, playing to small towns and villages. They talked about the old days for a while, but Anton became increasingly restless and distracted. In the end Loots had to ask him if there was something wrong.This is going to sound strange." The clown coughed nervously into his fist. "It's The Invisible Man. He's disappeared."Loots stared at his friend.He just vanished," Anton said, "into thin air."The Invisible Man?" Loots said.Yes."He's disappeared?"I told you it would sound strange," Anton said.”