Memory runs along deep, fixed channels in the brain, like electricity along its conduits; only a cataclysm can make the electrons rear up in shock and slide over into another channel. The human mind seems doomed to believe, as simply as a rooster believes, that where we are now is the only possibility

…so he just stood there brewing like a coffeepot. Only with a coffeepot you know exactly what’s going to come out of it.

My prior experience with young men was to hear them swear ‘Christ almighty in the craphouse!’ at any dress with too many buttons.

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