When the music is over, she keeps her head down till she finds her seat again, and I wonder how many times each day she dies a little.
Libba BrayI hear they feed you in Sing Sing,โ Evie muttered. โThree squares a day.โ โEvangeline,โ Will said with a sigh. โCharity begins at home.โ โSo does mental illness.
Libba BrayMemphisโitโs just a bird. Birds fly around, brother. Itโs what they do. Itโs not following you, and itโs not a sign. Unless you really did give it candy and flowers, in which case you are one strange brother.
Libba BrayReality is a state of mind. To the banker, the money in his ledger book is all very real, though he doesn't actually see it or touch it. But to the Brahma, it simply doesn't exist the way the air and the earth, pain and loss do. To him, the banker's reality is folly. To the banker, the Brahma's ideas are as inconsequential as dust.
Libba BrayThe Corporation would like to apologize for the preceding pages. Of course, it's not all right for girls to behave this way. Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she feels good and ready and not one minute before. No. Sexual desire is meant to sell soap. And cars. And beer. And religion.
Libba Bray