He was in that mostly empty-headed state of grace which is sometimes such fertile soil ; it's the ground from which our brightest dreams and biggest ideas (both good and spectacularly bad) suddenly burst forth, often full-blown.

“Far away, through the gash that led the way into the mountains, he heard the th…”

“Sorry is the KoolAid of human emotions.”

“I have spent a good many years since―too many, I think―being ashamed about what…”

“the year she had run fleetly through the dewy grass under the moon- the night o…”