- "It Struck Him as an Improvement on the Usual Averageness of his Face; it added some drama. Some intrigue. An aura of interestingness his sister's face had all the time, but his did not, which mystified him because when he compared their features one at a time, a lot of them seemed identical."
- "They waded through hip-high thickets of occupied plastic chairs, some of which inched apart to make a passageway while others remained unmoved, leaving narrow canyons only wasp could thread. Hector tried to physically compress his girth since, compared to a wasp, he was more like a camel."
- "His chair was a peninsula, jutting out into the nonexistent space between tables, in the position where a dog might sit to wait patiently for scraps. At least he had a chair, though. Unlike the dog."
- "The hot coffee tended, because of the principle of inertia, to remain where it was even when the cups moved on, so that with each thrust, splats of hot, homeless coffee fell (gravity) onto Hector's shoulder, his head, his other shoulder."
- "His music had transformed him, or revealed a part of him that was plugged into the cosmic life force. A life force that seeped in, through, and under the music, like God in the Communion wafer. An everyday kind of life force, though, that could do this in a song about a chicken. More earth than heaven. Also, girls really liked it."
- "She could be in the middle of a normal conversation with a boy and the instant she thought of him that way - as a boy - the black hole sucked all her words away. Except for a few stupid ones. The stupid ones stayed there."
- "A fog of fatigue and unreality crept up on Debbie."
jul 4 2009 ∞
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