"Bandini on the bed, put himself there with an air of casualness, like a man who knew how to sit on a bed." (25)

"Sick in my soul I tried to face the ordeal of seeking forgiveness. From whom? What God, what Christ? They were myths I once believed and now they were beliefs I felt were myths." (96)

"I got up from the counter and walked away in fear, walking fast down the boardwalk, passing people who seemed strange and ghostly: the world seemed a myth, a transparent plane and all things upon it were here for only a little while; all of us, Bandini, and Hackmuth and Camilla and Vera, all of us were here for a little while and then we were somewhere else; we were not alive at all; we approached living but we never achieved it. We are going to die. Everybody was going to...