"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace."

"Dying alone somewhere in the dark when there is no dream nor other walking world, when there is no other tale to tell."

"A lake down there, cold and gray and heavy in the scavenged bowl of the countryside."

"No tracks in the road, nothing living anywhere."

"dark of the invisible moon. The nights now only slightly less black."

'The black shape of it running from dark to dark. Then a distant low rumble. Not thunder. You could feel it under your feet. A sound without cognate and so without description."

"They lay in a field until dark watching the road but no one came."