You Could Give Me The Past,“ He

Magnus Hoped If He Ever Went Mad Like That Himself, So Mad That He Poisoned The Very Air Round Him And Hurt Everyone He Came Into Contact With, That There Would Be Someone Ho Loved Him Enough To Stop Him. To Kill Him, If It Came To That.

It Isn't Against The Law To Be An Idiot.

There Are Some Kinds Of Wounds You Can Get, Internal Injuries. You Don't Know What's Wrong With You, But You're Bleeding To Death Slowly Inside.

... Everything Seemed To Him A Uniform Shade Of Gray- Even The People! He Had Been Unable To Believe It Could Rain So Much In One Place, And So Unceasingly. The Damp Had Seemed To Come Up From The Floors And Into His Bones, So That He'd Thought He Would Eventually Sprout Mold, In The Manner Of A Tree. "you Do Get Used To It," He Said "even If Sometimes You Feel As If You Out To Be Able To Be Wrung Out Like A Washrag." P 311

When I Think Of You, And You Are Not There, I See You In My Mind's Eye Always With A Book In Your Hand.