There was an ocean above us, held in by a thin sac that might rupture and let down a flood at any second.

For a moment, she thought it natural in a way seeing a plane fall from the sky can seem natural, too. The horror comes later.

To the left, just past the painting, on the other side of the hall, is the bathroom, the sort of open door that if cameras found it as they passed through the house in a horror movie would trigger a blast of synthesizers.

Be the celebrators, celebrate! Already there is too much__he flowers have bloomed, the birds are singing, the sun is there in the sky__elebrate it! You are breathing and you are alive and you have consciousness, celebrate it!

What folly takes light through ether to each eye from every horizon.

... there was no need for him to hasten towards the attainment of a happiness already captured and held in a safe place, which would not escape his grasp again.