“Captain Renzi's gaze was lifeless: instead of establishing a dialogue with his interlocutor, he'd been tasked to ensure it wouldn't happen. Even his way of talking put people off: he meticulously avoided any kind of intimacy, which made any dialogue with him as abstract as a carpet's geometric patterns.”
“My brother Abram Ball died in 1998. He was twenty-four years old and had Down syndrome.”
“If I concentrate, I can see where the river should be. It almost doesn’t exist, like the blue of skim milk.”