"Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane."

"I rot on the wall, my own Dorian Gray."

"I imitate a memory of belief that I do not own."

"I have ridden in your cart, driver, waved my nude arms at villages going by, learning the last bright routes, survivo…"

"All who love have lied."

"Fact: death too is in the egg. Fact: the body is dumb, the body is meat. And tomorrow the O.R. Only the summer was sw…"

"Need is not quite belief."

"Dearest, although everything has happened, nothing has happened."

"A woman who writes feels too much, those trances and portents! As if cycles and children and islands weren't enough; …"

"We are all writing God's poem."