One tended to lose oneโs bearings in the presence of willful and persistent acts of craziness, and the more gentle the act, the crazier it seemed, as if rage and violence, being closer to the norm, were easier to accommodate.
Tom RobbinsThe odor of frying bacon, sausage links, and ham tiptoed on little pig feet all the way to the north end of the second floor. Inevitably, the odor made her simultaneously ravenous and nauseated. She hated the sensation. It reminded her of pregnancy. Every Sunday morning, Leigh-Cheri awoke to a pan of fried fear.
Tom Robbinsโฆnot a fighterโฆ an adventurer. He doesnโt attack, he engages; He doesnโt defend, he expands; He doesnโt destroy, he transforms; He doesnโt reject, he explores; โฆ.
Tom Robbins