And I've been wearing specs since I was three.
The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink.
Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
We just got to go on, that's all. That's what grownups would do.
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.