There is such a thing as raw, unalloyed, agendaless kindness.

I have filled 3 Mead notebooks trying to figure out whether it was Them or Just Me.

I felt the sort of soaring, ceilingless tedium that transcends tedium and becomes worry.

I wish you way more than luck.

Footnote: 79) The anchor is gigantic and must weigh a hundred tons, and -- delightfully -- it really is anchor-shaped, i.e. the same shape as anchors in tattoos.

He knew what the Beats know and what the great tennis player knows, son: learn to do nothing, with your whole head and body, and everything will be done by what's around you.

I want to tell you,' the voice on the phone said. 'My head is filled with things to say.' ... 'I don't mind,' Hal said softly. 'I could wait forever.' 'That's what you think,' the voice said. The connection was cut.