... so i asked her for them and inside was the lost letters,
"...and that, I think, was the handle - -that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn't need that. Our energy would simply prevail. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see thehigh-water mark - that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
love
Raoul Duke. "