“He's seeing things, he's a victim of last night, last year, of what he's read or been told; and he's sick of it. And prefers to just look. Look at one object.” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“... people hasten to get their train, and Lar's humming of course at the premise that beyond this gone-to-pieces capability they will put themselves… — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“I see you moving and me here. Ever-moving. But sometimes moving in one place without ever leaving, yet knowing you could leave.” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“... or a Buenos Aires cab's exhaust pipe? An exhaust pipe which James Mayn was once invited to screw, having asked a man on… — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“And isn't this hard when we ourselves are always at the beginning of ourselves?” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“And I got to stop thinking there's what was and what will be, and start thinking there's a story in between.” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“And what is your story? someone interrupts. What did you do to end up in this endless community of minds?” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“Special reincarnation? he said. She sighed. Why did people want to complicate things by coming back twenty years later for a second, third chance?” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
“I am alone, I am alone, but not lonely, not lonely for people, it seems.” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
