"On the sidewalk, the woman leaned around Gary and called in through the window, 'You take care of yourself, baby doll.' She didn't meet my eyes but there was something unexpectedly tender and personal in her voice, and I felt tears start. I had noticed this phenomenon other times since I'd moved to the South, during other breakups and also right after my grandfather, who I loved, had died: black people, homeless people, and dogs would stop and stare at me on the street, give me special, significant looks, or speak to me with sudden kindness and intimacy, as if I were giving off a magical distress charge only they could see. Cats and white people were oblivious. And all Northerners." - The Cantankerous Judge
"I remembered the childhood rhyme: Yesterday upon the stair, I met a man who wasn't there, he wasn't there again today, I wish that man would go away. But there was nothing I could say to help the dog, no way for me to explain, o even let him know I understood, and I wondered if this was how God felt, knowing all our stories as He supposedly did, yet unwilling or unable, for reasons He refused to reveal, to make them make sense." - Remnants of Earl