Our tribe unraveled like a coarse rope, frayed at either end as the old and new among us were taken.

my mind ran over scenes of Shesheeb seducing Margaret until I was a wagon dragged by the runaway horses of my jealousy.

The only time I see the truth is when I cross my eyes.

There are people who are always, I think, going to remain people of the book, to use another author's title, but people of the book, who really must be around.

You know, some people fall right through the hole in their lives. Its invisible, but they come to it after time, never knowing where.

Right and wrong were shades of meaning, not sides of a coin.

So many things in the world have happened before. But it's like they never did. Every new thing that happens to a person, it's a first... In that night I felt expansion, as if the world was branching out in shoots and growing faster than the eye could see. I felt smallness, how the earth divided into bits and kept dividing. I felt stars.