Crying adds something: crying is you, plus tears. But the feeling Colin had was some horrible opposite of crying. It was you, minus something.

“I'll write you an epilogue, I will, I will. Better than any shit that drunk cou…”

“It occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dream…”

“Come fai a non preoccuparti di quello che succederà da adesso a tipo... sempre?…”

“Everything's uglier close up," she said"Not you," I answered before thinking be…”