Two sentences from this awesome book I just finished reading: "Everything inside him started sinking and he could not swallow away the foul leaden taste in his mouth and he tried to turn away from those images but they persisted and he would feel the guilt torment him and ooze through his pores and trickle down his sides and back in an agonizing insectlike crawl." "He clutched his newly purchased package close to his gut and bent over and rocked back and forth, back and forth, back and forth again and again and again yet again and his gut and groin became alive with those feelings of ancient history and he shivered for many long and painful seconds upon seconds that piled into an eternity and he could feel the tugging at the back of his throat and he could feel the faces melting and the third one comin closer and becoming more and more distinct and he could feel the laughter of his children and the softness and warmth of his wife and the pain in her eyes, and his frozen and aching body threatened to snap as he forced and pushed himself to his feet and leaned against the bench trying to straighten his body but staying bent and gnarled in the yellowness of the lamp on the edge of the path and he felt the screeching within him and the terrible conflict as he became a battleground for the hounds of heaven and the hounds of hell and the hounds of hell were ripping and tearing his flesh and growing wilder and more insane from the smell and taste of blood and the hounds of heaven stood in absolute silence and immobility waiting and trhe hounds of hell looked mockingly and tauntingly at them while tearing and ripping more flesh from the entrails of Harry White because they knew they were safe, that they did not have to fear the hounds of heaven, who could devour them with quickness beyond the measure of time and restore the bloodied and festering battlegrounds to its proper state, because they knew the hounds of heaven had to be asked to join the battle and they knew that that plea would never come and that the hounds of heaven would have to wait and watch in absolute silence and immobility while they continued their ripping and tearing of the flesh of Harry White and rolled their crazed heads in his blood, their eyes inflamed with their madness, and they moved defiantly and mockingly toward the hounds of heaven and spit the blood spattered flesh of Harry White in their faces and wailed and bayed with defiance as the hounds of heaven stood in absolute silence and immobility waiting and enduring and hoping they would hear the word that would allow them to dispel the blood-crazed madness that was rending and destroying and mocking them as well as the flesh they were tearing, and they waited and waited for the word, hearing the anguish of Harry White as he was being devoured and hoping that his pain and suffering had been enough so he would scream out for help but the hounds of hell came closer and splattered them again with the mutilated flesh of Harry White as he clutched his package close to him and walked slowly up the familiar Fifth Avenue and then turned and started walking in the direction of St. Patricks Cathedral."
Posted on: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 22:18:08 +0000
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