Когато ухапеш ръката, която те храни, съвсем логично е протегнатата длан да се свие в юмрук.

“I don't believe in any actual thinking God that marks the fall of every bird in…”

“There are things of such darkness and horror—just, I suppose, as there are thin…”

“The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and n…”

“Any parting could be forever, and we don't know.”