Our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada; pues nada. Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.

Her lips an island in the sudden white sea of pain that came in a shining, unbearable, rising, blinding wave and swept him clean.

Cowardice... is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend functioning of the imagination.

Nicholas Adams drove on through the town along the empty, brick-paved street ... on under the heavy trees of the small town that are a part of your heart if it is your town and you have walked under them, but that are only too heavy, that shut out the sun and that dampen the houses for a stranger.

You could not go back. If you did not go forward what happened?

I wish we had horses to ride," Maria said. "In my happiness I would like to be on a good horse and ride fast with thee riding fast beside me and we would ride faster and faster, galloping, and never pass my happiness.

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren't with me I haven't a thing in the world.