Sublime

There’s a lot under the surface of life, everyone knows that. A lot of malice and dread and guilt, and so much loneliness, where you wouldn’t really expect to find it, either.

Flourishing seemed wrong in a man so disheartened as he was.

I was always amazed, watching grownups, at the way they seemed to know what was to be done in any situation, to know what was the decent thing.

She was good in the fullest and narrowest sense of the word as it is applied to female children. And she had blossomed into exactly the sort of adult her childhood predicted. Ah well.

Jack had noticed many times that anyone with any sort of place in life became, at some point, the exasperated authority.

This is an interesting planet. It deserves all the attention you can give it.