“Joy could be romantic, and she knew he was too, though she played to the other side of him, the part that wasn't one with her. But the romantic in him was that he didn't give a damn.” — 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
