Which Is Better--to Have Laws And Agree,

The Conch Exploded Into A Thousand White Fragments And Ceased To Exist.

He Found Himself Understanding The Wearisomeness Of This Life,where Every Path Was An Improvisation And A Considerable Part Of One's Waking Life Was Spent Watching One's Feet.

The Skull Regarded Ralph Like One Who Knows All The Answers And Won't Tell.

If Faces Were Different When Lit From Above Or Below -- What Was A Face? What Was Anything?

Nothing Is So Impenetrable As Laughter In A Language You Don't Understand.