“In my part of the world, at least, to see a typewriter sitting in the middle of the road is not normal. But if I have learned one thing, it is that odd things do happen, and there it sat.”
— Of When a Typewriter Was Found, The Thing Is
“I have heard a smattering of fiddlers in my time. Some make you want to square up and shoot the owl. Some sound as if they are the very voice of the blood that runs in our Christian Celtic veins—strong in the joy of the Lord, never afraid to die if there’s a good reason, and determined to be lively until then….To some, I dance. To some, I listen, and my blood agrees with what it hears.”
— Pipes & Strings, The Thing Is
“We know that it will not be long until only six gather. Then five, then four, and finally there will only be one of us, and we have all made a pact that the one left standing will ring the bell, pull the tall weeds around the headstones, and tend (and eat) the sheep. We are all at peace with our plan.”
— Answer the Bell When It Calls, The Thing Is
