Some of us have taken off our blindfolds and see that there’s nothing to see. It’s a kind of salvation.

“If you don't hunt it down and kill it, it will hunt you down and kill you.”

“The writer operates at a peculiar crossroads where time and place and eternity …”

“The lights drifted farther away the faster he ran and his feet moved numbly as …”

“As was usual with him, he began with the least important thing and worked aroun…”