"There was one man they hanged here in 1782 who had murdered twenty-six people. I've often thought somebody ought to do a book about him sometimes. George Minor Moakely. He sang a song on the scaffold. He sang a song he'd composed for the occasion." (13.26)
"And that was why [Emily] died when little Newt was born." (14.19)
"It's a small world," I observed.
"When you put it in a cemetery, it is." Marvin Breed was a sleek and vulgar, a smart and sentimental man. (31.15-16)