- “Listening to the same programme, she also learned that the only animal that doesn’t crossbreed with its own offspring, is the horse.”
- “Somebody went there to die, I believe, in one of the old stories. Paris, perhaps. I mean the Paris who had been Helen’s lover, naturally. And who was wounded quite near the end of that war.”
- “With nought a wired from the wordless either.”
- “Hack away you mean red nigger, he said, and the old man raised the axe and split the head of John Joel Glanton to the thrapple.”
- “I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.”
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