The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
"You can't get me! Nobody can get me!" he kept yelling.
[...] It looked like nothing could stop that screaming. (2.5.50-51)
They struck him on the head and shoulders with their clubs. A glorious strength was in him and he heard himself laughing aloud as he fought. He sobbed and laughed at the same time. (2.10.91)
"It's a hard thing to understand. My feets hurt me so bad all the time and I don't know where they is." (2.13.10)