Chapter 18

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    • This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter
    • But this is wrong, nobody dies from lack of sex. It’s lack of love we die from.
    • The things I believe can’t all be true, though one of them must be. But I believe in all of them, all three versions of Luke, at one and the same time.
    • “I am like a room where things once happened and now nothing does, except the pollen of weeds that grow up outside the window, blowing in as dust across the floor”
    • Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied.
    • They might as well be nowhere, as I am for them. I too am a missing person.
    • I pray that at least one hole is neatly, quickly, and finally through the skull
    • “I believe this. I also believe that Luke is sitting up, in a rectangle somewhere”
    • “I’ll have to revise that”
    • “In reduced circumstances you have to believe all kinds of things.”
    • There must be a resistance, or where do all the criminals come from on the television?
    • “This contradictory way of believing seems to me, right now, the only way I can believe anything. Whatever the truth is, I will be ready for it.”
    • The body is so easily damaged, so easily disposed of, water and chemical is all it is, hardly more to it than jellyfish, drying on sand.
    • Whatever the truth is, I will be ready for it.
    • he will get me out, we will find her, wherever they've put her. She'll remember us and we will be all three of us together.
    • It's this message, which may never arrive, that keeps me alive. I believe in this message.
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