SOLANGE: When slaves love one another it's not love.

CLAIRE: No, but it's just as serious.

-- Jean Genet, The Maids

By and by the judge rose and moved away on some obscure mission and after a while someone asked the ex-priest if it were true that at one time there had been two moons in the sky and the ex-priest eyed the false moon above them and said that it may well have been so. But certainly the wise high God in his dismay at the proliferation of lunacy on this earth must have wetted a thumb and leaned down out of the abyss and pinched it hissing into extinction. And could he find some alter means by which the birds could mend their paths in the darkness he might have done with this one too.

-- Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian

It was newly summer. (Preface)

Rain again.