“Stop fighting me!" he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.Le...”

“All gods who receive homage are cruel. All gods dispense suffering without reason. Otherwise they would not be worshipped. Through indiscriminate suffering men know fear and fear is the most divine...”

“Why is it that blood, rather than peace, sells?”

“A basket of ripe fruit is holier than any prayer book.”

“People who want to climb mountains just like taking metaphors for real. So when I say I could murder for a mangosteen, I hope you dont think Im going to go out and do that.”

“In the sacred season, we shall harvest the ripen fruit.”

“The ideas flow like milk and honey in my land, my mind.”

“She was drowning in sandalwood and sunlight. Time ceased to be more than a notion. Her lips were hers one moment. And then they were his. The taste of him on her tongue was like sun-warmed honey. L...”

“Although you can not hear my thoughts, Sam, I imagine Im talking to you. Prayers to the brother who abandoned me. The day after you left Labrador, my honey started flowing. Is my body weeping for y...”