My daddy used to tell me not to chew on somethin that was eatin you.

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.

The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.

She smiled. I think it's just the snow. I think it makes people stop and think. Bell nodded. I hope it comes a blizzard then.

Doomed enterprises divide lives forever into the then and now

But I didn't know what to say to him. What do you say to a man that by his own admission has no soul? Why would you say anything?

Every man's death is standing in for every other. And since death comes to all there is no way to abate the fear of it except to love the man who stands for us.