I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q...

Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.

The writing I tend to think of as 'good' is good because it's mysterious.

I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.

I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me, I am not happy, help me -- like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.

My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.

...a Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.