It's True That Some Of Us Become

Longing On A Large Scale Makes History.

To Plot Is To Live. […] We Start Out Lives In Chaos, In Babble. As We Surge Up Into The World, We Try To Devise A Shape, A Plan. There Is Dignity In This. Your Whole Life Is A Plot, A Scheme, A Diagram. It Is A Failed Scheme But That's Not The Point. To Plot Is To Affirm Life, To Seek Shape And Control. Even After Death, Most Particularly After Death, The Search Continues. Burial Rites Are An Attempt To Complete The Scheme, In Ritual. Picture A State Funeral, Jack. It Is All Precision, Detail, Order, Design. The Nation Holds Its Breath. - (wn 292)

She Became Confused When She Stepped Onto An Escalator That Wasn't Working.

What We Are Reluctant To Touch Often Seems The Very Fabric Of Our Salvation.

A Dead Afternoon In A Dark Bar Was Not The Worst Of Fates.