Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was afraid of what might come leaking out.

It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them

...they watched the humans disappear. They watched them dissolve, like moving tablets in the humid air.

I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.

How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl.

We both laugh and run and the moment is so thick around me that i feel like dropping into it to let it carry me.

I wanted to drown inside a woman in the feeling and drooling of the love I could give her. I wanted her pulse to crush me with its intensity. That's what I wanted. That's what I wanted myself to be.