"The results of the divination point to the location of the *Book of Truth*: ancient, toy, clown's solo act, merry-go-round, Veto, neon lights, slum district, spring mattress, homeless children, lawn, dirty rag, prison, Saint's residence, pretty little garden, sewer, kitchen, prostitute, fairy-tale town, Distortion..."
The securities manager recited a long list of nouns like someone reading off a restaurant menu, all the while kneading his own Adam's apple.
It was only when his voice grew gradually hoarse and raspy, sounding like a decrepit old man on the verge of death, that he finally stopped. He continued: "Tendencies toward... anxiety, death, danger, madness, optimism, sunny cheerfulness, warmth, longing for love, happiness, realizing ideals."
Chapter 137