The soft black talc blew through the streets like squid ink uncoiling along a sea floor and the cold crept down and the dark came early and the scavengers passing down the steep canyons with their torches trod silky holes in the drifted ash that closed behind them silently as eyes.

If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?

If a man's at odds to know his own mind it's because he hasn't got aught but his mind to know it with.

Finally he said that among men there was no such communion as among horses and the notion that men can be understood at all was probably an illusion.

Word gets around when the circus comes to town, don't it?

What would you do if I died? If you died I would want to die too. So you could be with me? Yes. So I could be with you. Okay.

It may be that the life I desire for her no longer even exists, yet I know what she does not. That there is nothing to lose.