Sublime

The applause of the tiny crowd is so small and sad and shabby-sounding that it’d almost be better if people didn’t clap at all.

The rising moon looks like it doesn’t feel very well.

A writer does not wield language; he is subsumed in it.

Her father, who was the sort of person who had favorite little apothegms that could sometimes get under one’s skin with constant repetition, liked to say, ‘Education is expensive,’

the game’s technicians revered, but in fact the opposite—not-order, limit,

big brown Help-Me eyes

He wedged his hand between them to point at himself, which meant he was now holding Erdedy off the ground with just one hand, which fact was not lost on Erdedy’s nervous system.

evidence of a steely determination to indulge the passenger in ways that go far beyond any halfway-sane passenger’s own expectations.

Atwater, trained originally as a background man for news dailies, constructed his own WITW pieces by pouring into his notebooks and word processor an enormous waterfall of prose which was then filtered more and more closely down to 400 words of commercial sediment.