He thought of how calm he was. His calm was so perfect that he could not destroy it even by being conscious of it.
He read it for the same reason an animal tears at a wounded foot: to hurt the pain.
Prayers for the condemned man will be offered on an adding machine. Numbers constitute the only universal language.
Numbers constitute the only universal language.
Let him ride a horse. He's a cowboy ain't he?
Crowds of people moved through the streets with a dream-like violence.