So he's got to have happiness, he's got to have truth, too, he's got to have eternity - did you ever!

And only we few who remain unstripped of fur, untorn from bone, unplucked of soaring feathers, esteemed in all our quills, scales, tusks, and horns, and in wha…

He has only just learned to tell dreams from waking; only just realized that he is he; only just whittled with his hand ne fin a flint, a rocket ship; easily d…

I am a tarsier and a tarsier's son, the grandson and great-grandson of tarsiers, a tiny creature, made up of two pupils and whatever simply could not be left o…