“when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.”
“O death where is thy sting? The man is never on time...”
“Fear of death is form of stasis horrors. The dead weight of time.”
“danger is a biologic necessity, like dreams. if you face death, for that time, for the period ofdirect confrontation, you are immortal.”
“I was standing outside myself trying to stop those hangings with ghost fingers... I am a ghost wanting what every ghost wants-a body-after the Long Time moving through odorless alleys of space where no life is, only the colorless no smell of death...Nobody can breath and smell it through pink convolutions of gristle laced with crystal snot, time shit and black blood filters of flesh.”
“People have nothing to say, but they are afraid of saying nothing, so what they do say comes out flat and vapid and meaningless. The shadow of death is on every face.”