He was a handsome man, she said of Augustus. “I never lean toward exaggeration,” she said to Anderson. “So when I say he was a handsome man, he was indeed. Henry was, too, but he never got old enough to lose that boyish façade colored men have before they settle into being handsome and unafraid, before they learn that death is as near as a shadow and go about living their lives accordingly. When they learn that they become more beautiful than even God could imagine, Mr. Frazier.” -The Known World