Quotes About Carsten

Though I had no respect for Jack Lewis, I respected the hole in his chest. He was dying, and you owe the dying your attention.

Their eyes persecuted him everywhere, eventually following him all the way into the darkness around his bed and into his dreams, like a madness that threatened to overpower him.

No one was in the car, but now that he was harboring a fugitive he had developed a level of situational awareness that bordered on painful.

Maria knelt down on the boat, removed his jacket, and pulled down his suspenders. When she unbuttoned his fly Carsten said, "I would like to point out that I am, if I may say so, a classic sexual neurotic." (p.356)