seemoreandmore:

“A sentence starts out like a lone traveler heading into a blizzard at midnight, tilting into the wind, one arm shielding his face, the tails of his thin coat flapping behind him.”

— Billy Collins (2011). “Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems”, p.9, Random House

“Horse Badorties has climbed up onto the roof for some nude sunbathing in his overcoat. How wonderful, man, to be grappling along the edge of the roof in my overcoat. There is no danger of sunburn, man, owing to the overcoat covering me and the fact that it is nightime.”

William Kotzwinkle – The Fan Man.