We are very short on organs, and the pig solution is probably a lot better than the human clone solution - though maybe not for the pigs.

The thing about delirium is you think it's great, but it actually isn't.

In the evenings there's been thunder, a distant bumping and stumbling, like God on a sullen binge.

Anyway, maybe there weren't any solutions. Human society, corpses and rubble. It never learned, it made the same cretinous mistakes over and over, trading short-term gain for long-term pain.

All I can hope for is a reconstruction: the way love feels is always only approximate.

Americans don't usually have to think about Canadian-American relations, or, as they would put it, American-Canadian relations. Why think about something which you believe affects you so little? We, on the other hand, have to think about you whether we like it or not.

I was sand, I was snow—written on, rewritten, smoothed over.