Where you think I’m goan?’ ‘Well,’ Eddie said, ‘what was behind Door Number One wasn’t so hot, and what was behind Door Number Two was even worse, so now, instead of quitting like sane people, we’re going to go right on ahead and check out Door Number Three. The way things have been going, I think it’s likely to be something like Godzilla or Ghidra the Three-Headed Monster, but I’m an optimist. I’m still hoping for the stainless steel cookware.

Now panic beats and flutters inside my skull like a flock of starlings locked in an attic.

All Thing Serve the Beam

It was the kiss by which all the others of his life would be judged and found wanting.

Sometimes loving eyes don't see what they don't want to see.

I think everybody has experiences from time to time they can't explain. They are peculiarities. Usually we just dismiss them because they are uncomfortable to think about.

I did spend years as an addict, so I know that world, although I wish I didn't.