One good punch from Rube on me would send the sky into my head and the clouds into my lungs. I just always tried to stay up.

“The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. I…”

“The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick s…”

“You cannot be afraid, Read the book. Smile at it. It's a great book-the greates…”

“He stood a few meters from the step and spoke with great conviction, great joy.…”