Some days he helped out for a free wash, slipping a flathead into the crevices between machines and picking out dust and lint. - P3
What startled him awake every time was that in the dream the weather came inside through the walls and roof—sudden rainfall, a flood, snow. - P4
There were days when Bo convinced himself that his time in the correctional facility wasn’t so bad. The food wasn’t so bad. He liked the tater tots and potpies, and of course the hot dogs. He got to watch the Mets and run laps in the yard. He didn’t have to worry about washing his clothes, missing the bus, or being too early or late for anything. He got used to all the lights, pretending he was at a ball game. - P4
He admitted there were other things too but left it at that, waving his hand as though swatting away a fly. - P4
They played so much Bo could feel the sleek cards on his fingers even when he wasn’t holding them, a ghostly set that always wanted to be played wherever he was during whatever he was assigned to be doing. - P6
"Bad men out and the good ones in," Charlie said, adding, "and keep those bandages on for as long as you can, they look great." - P14
He could see its current. Wind and tide, as if they had found themselves suddenly far out at sea. Everything silver and hay bales like ships. - P22
Bo kept thinking of more questions he wanted to ask Caro. And as he stood there in the moonlight beside her, light on his heels, the air sweet-smelling, the wind, he suddenly felt that he had come a long way and that something great was going to happen to him, maybe not tonight or tomorrow, but soon. And he concentrated on it, wanting to make the feeling last as they talked through the last hour of the night. - P23
She didn’t say anything else. The sun was everywhere. The ocean smell too. - P25
What she refused to say next, the way she had refused to ask for more proof from Kye and Tak than a sheet of paper, was that her own son had died five hours after he was born. - P41
We have this life, and then we become something else. Wouldn’t you agree? You have had this life but soon, tomorrow, you will become someone else, with someone else. You mustn’t be afraid of change like that. You must embrace it and be stronger for it. Just as the spirit of this man is now flourishing under shade, under the colors of these new blossoms, the branches protecting him from rain and snow." - P48
I am by a tree that has yet to flower. I take off my robe and kneel. I push the mist away and collect some water with my left hand. Just as the bathing woman pauses, noticing what a useless cup a hand makes without a thumb, a butterfly appears, like a new thought, its wings almost touching my shadow, but not quite. - P68
Nothing changed. In their bedroom one night, he turned on his side, exhausted, and, not for the first time, startled himself with the understanding that the woman beside him was the only person left in the immediate circle that could be called his family. - P74
He said things were coming back to him, but it was like the things were a step away always, knowing he was trying to reach for them. - P77
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