...mementos of this world, in which the things worth being were so easily exchanged for the things worth having.

...mementos of this world, in which the things worth being were so easily exchanged for the things worth having.

Say a word, say a thousand to me on the telephone and I shall choose the wrong one to cling to as though you had said it after long deliberation when only I provoked it from you, I will cling to it from among a thousand, to be provoked and hurl it back with something I mean no more than you meant that, something for you to cling to and retreat clinging to.

He walked out into the cold morning asking himself this heretical question: Can you start measuring a minute at any instant you wish?

We want someone to bring us the news.

It is the bliss of childhood that we are being warped most when we know it the least.

That's what I can't stand. I know I'll bounce back, and that's what I can't stand.