Sublime

Their talking was like a river, always flowing, delirious

Such were the thoughts—if to visions so imperfect and undefined as those which wandered through his enfeebled brain, the term can be applied—which

Energetic and mischievous, David was always looking for a prank to pull. But there was also sentimentality in his energy. He saw things that I didn’t: bird nests, spiderwebs, clouds of all different kinds. He saw the tracks of a deer where I saw dirt, the reflection of the sky where I saw a rain puddle.

He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.

glib

proved himself in all respects a worthy minister at the sacred altar of friendship.’

The boy thinks: Something slow and purposeful wants to turn every human building into soil.

it had seemed to him the ideal expression of an adult relationship, to have someone with whom you could discuss the mechanics of a shared existence.