"'Think of your Catholic sinning, his exquisite guilt on his way to the confessional—only to rush from there to sin again and suffer.'"
Book 4, Selina, chap. 6, p. 245

"'All the time I was down on his floor I was saying to myself: "Lord, lemme do better than this. Lemme rise!"'"
Book 4, Selina, chap. 5, p. 224

"A wide bar of light from the hall made a path for them and the rich colors of their laughter painted the darkness."
Book 4, Selina, chap. 3, p. 210

"Perhaps everyone had his tomb: the mother hunched over the table all night might be locked in hers, her father, stretched on the cot, might have been sealed his his, just as she was shut within the lonely region of herself."
Book 4, Selina, chap. 2, p. 204

"Beryl's life was planned, ordered, while her was as vague and formless as mist."
Book 4, Selina, chap. 1, p. 196

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