"All that I had loved during my life rose up like a graveyard of white tombs, in a lunar, spectral light. Fundamentall…"

"I was jealous of people with a God to hang onto, whereas I … soon all I’d have left would be ‘eyes to cry with’."

"I can grovel at His feet if I believe He doesn’t exist."

"I used to shut my eyes and let it shine redly through my lids. The sun was fantastic – it evoked dreams of explosion.…"

"He had porcelain-blue eyes that even in a lighted railway car were lost in the clouds, as if he had personally heard …"

"Each peal of music in the night was an incantatory summons to war and murder. The drum rolls were raised to their par…"

"Against this rising tide of murder, far more incisive than life (because blood is more resplendent in death than in l…"

"How can we linger over books to which their authors have manifestly not been driven? ... the freakish anomalies of Bl…"

"I sank into the moist body the way a well-guided plough sinks into earth. The earth beneath that body lay open like a…"

"Extreme states of being, whether individual or collective, were once purposefully motivated. Some of those purposes n…"