How we need another soul to cling to.
I am I-I am powerful, but to what extent? I am I.
I tried to speak in a cool, calm way, but the zombie rose up in my throat and choked me off.
There is a certain clinical satisfaction in seeing just how bad things can get.
It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
I don't see,' I said, 'how people stand being old. Your insides all dry up. When you're young you're so self-reliant. You don't even need much religion.