The TV's the altar. I'm what people are sacrificing to. "What do they sacrifice?" asked Shadow. "Their time, mostly," said Lucy. "Sometimes each other."
I sat on the front steps alone, waiting for a sense of ease and peace to settle in the air around me. A woman passing on the street said, 'A decongestant, an antihistamine, a cough suppressant, a pain...
They were up past dawn, crashed, were granted absolution in its secular manifestation of late checkout.
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...