Quotes from Justin Spring

George was an atheist, and so am I. But how I long now for an afterlife - a world of light or of deep dazzling darkness, where he and the others we've lost reside, unscathed, forever accessible - to have tea with, to talk nonsense with, to reinvent the world with

Jim Kane's "slave" Ike Barnes was to have been that executor, but Barnes had developed AIDS and died just six months before Steward did. Without a sensitive executor, the contents of the bungalow might very easily have been thrown away, for the little house was a stinking, densely packed mess—and the new executor, Michael Williams, needed to sell the property relatively quickly in order to fulfill his immediate obligations to Steward's beneficiaries.

We lived under the shadow and cover of such naiveté.

Its melancholy epigraph came from the Greek poet Constantin Cavafy, as translated by Phil Andros: Now and again he swears To commence a cleaner life, But when the night comes With its dark promptings, Its uncertainties and its enterprises When the night comes With its own dominion Over the body, he returns, lusting and searching, Lost, to that same morose delight.*