oil paints...the look of licked lips.

A man is just a woman's strategy for making other women.

A prison does not only lock its inmates inside, it keeps all others out. Her strongest prison is of her own construction.

You hear doom and gloom about the Internet ruining young people's command of English - that's nonsense.

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.

Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. Maybe it's much the same.

But I began then to think of time as having a shape, something you could see, like a series of liquid transparencies, one laid on top of another.