“A death is traumatic. Vivid enough to mark any surface, to burn in like light on photo paper.”
“We talked death with burned-up intensity, both of us drawn to it like moths to an electric light bulb. Sucking on it!”
“In white, everything was vividly stark, like those line drawings in which everyone's black hair seems to literally to grow from the paper.”
“The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of starsLetting in the light, peephole after peephole--- A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.--from "Insomniac", written April 1961”
“It was like death by a thousand paper cuts.”
“We would not let ourselves be burned to death for our opinions: we are not sure enough of them for that.”