A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have only the hard, clean questions: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well--or ill?

“In human affairs of danger and delicacy successful conclusion is sharply limite…”

“At about 10 o'clock in the morning the sun threw a bright dust-laden bar throug…”

“To the stars, on the wings of a pig.”

“I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where …”