"He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves."
"'It's like wood,' Harry says, groping back through history, which is a tinted fog to him, marked off in centuries like a football field, with a few dates--1066, 1776--pinpointed and a few faces--George Washington, Hitler--hanging along the sidelines, not cheering."
"Rabbit wonders how many animals have died to keep his life going, how many more will die. A barnyard full, a farm full of thumping hearts, seeing eyes, racing legs, all stuffed squawking into him as into a black sack. No avoiding it; life does want death. To be alive is to kill."
"Nobody in the room I am watching thrills or writhes. They might perhaps be said to stew, to bubble deeply and with terrible purpose in the gumbo of their emotions."