“Lust and the English make no sense to me.”

“Tears are part of the leeway of the common areas of a hospital, since so many have to do their crying away from the patient's bed. You don't care who sees you cry in the lobby: it was port of entry for all the sorrows, and one gave up all one's previous citizenship at the border.”

“Lust and the English make no sense to me.”

“The imagination was the only country where a man could truly breathe free.”