She was not a person who froze someone’s character in her mind, calling this one egotistical and that one not nearly confident enough and another one… - Kathleen Winter

…People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.

It was not fair, she felt, to treat people as if they were finished beings. Everyone was always becoming and unbecoming.

Summer sky swallowed colour, but the sky of late August made colour ricochet back to earth, and there were sharp edges on all the buildings and curbs and even on the leaves of the trees and on the impatiens in the flowerbeds of all the towns through which Wayne travelled to reach Wally Michelin.

It came from a different person, a person who had learned how to build a voice from the ruins up, a person who had lost everything and had begun from having worse than nothing.

Everyone was trying to define everything so carefully, Jacinta felt; they wanted to annihilate all questions.