But immobilizing darts don't bring on sleep gently, like a good cup of tea; they knock out like a bottle of hard liquor straight up.

As for hearing, the sloth is not so much deaf as uninterested in sound.

Cheap liquor is a magic potion that can turn you into a puppet cowboy before it kills you.

Roetown, of mixed economy, neither boom nor bust, just ordinary times — that is, hard — had a slightly run-down aspect, I suppose. But in a pleasing way, like a man you love who has buttoned his coat up wrong.

Misery loves company, and madness calls it forth.

The presence of God is the finest of rewards.