"I suppose every one knows this fear of getting 'drawn in'—the moment at which a man realizes that what had seemed mere speculations are on the point of landing him in the Communist Party or the Christian Church—the sense that a door has just slammed and left him on the inside." Chapter 1, p. 10.

"On the contrary, it is words that are vague. The reason why the thing can't be expressed is that it's too definite for language." Chapter 3, p. 30.

"The smells in the forest were beyond all that he had ever conceived. To say that they made him feel hungry and thirsty would be misleading; almost, they created a new kind of hunger and thirst, a longing that seemed to flow over from the body into the soul and which was a heaven to feel." Chapter 3, p. 37.

"This itch to have things over again...