El momento de la muerte
está lleno de sonido y calidez y luz, tanta luz que me llena, me absorbe: un túnel de
destellos de luz, formando un arco hacia arriba y arriba, y si el cantar fuera un
sentimiento, sería este, esta luz, esta elevación, como ganas de reír...

“There is nothing else for people to do. They do not think. They feel no passion…”

“My boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away."A cute idiot," Ally…”

“For all the people who have infected me with amor deliria nervosa in the past- …”

“I used to lie here like this all summer long,' I tell her. 'I'd come up here an…”