He understood painfully well that you couldn't recreate a moment of ignorance, a luminous bubble winking in the folds of memory. A bubble that he later saw had floated in a tide of darkness.

After a secret's been told, everyone becomes a prophet.

A dying place ought to be warm--enough coldness waiting in the afterlife.

"Two passing temporarinesses developed feelings for one another. Two puffs of smoke became mutually fond."

So psyched to see this amazing book on the NBA shortlist.