She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift.

I felt early on I wasn't going to be a respectable citizen.

Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die.

He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led to nowhere at all. He felt something cold and soulless enter him like another being and he imagined that it smiled malignly and he had no reason to believe that it would ever leave.

If trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it.

When the shooting starts would you rather be armed or legal?

Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will wash rain like the stones.