A book cannot apologize for what people may think it should be. It has to be authoritative.
Without a filter, a man is just chaos walking.
That's another thing about Noise. Everything that's ever happened to you just keeps right on talking, for ever and ever.
Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.
Here I am. Here we are. Here we go. Here is all that matters.
And I look at her sitting there and she looks across the river and we wait as the dawn fully arrives, each of us knowing. Each of us knowing the other.