Sometimes I get nice letters from people who know they're due to meet him (Death) soon, and hope I've got him right.
Those are the kind of letters that cause me to stare at the wall for some time.

“There was no himself in himself.”

“gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide”

“She waited with Billy Slick while Carrot went on the errand, and for something …”

“You did what you were told or you didn't get paid, and if things went wrong it …”