“Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.”
“The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.”
“The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works”
“—The ballad of joking Jesus, Stephen answered. —O, Haines said, you have heard it before? —Three times a day, after meals, Stephen said drily. —You're not a believer, are you? Haines asked . I mean, a believer in the narrow sense of the word. Creation from nothing and miracles and a personal God. —There's only one sense of the word, it seems to me, Stephen said.