Love- however doomed, had the capacity to attach bouys to the soul.

Truth travels slowly and gets weaker as it goes. Suitable lies are strong and run faster.

Alcoholism plus criminality plus whatever caused both in the first place form a combination that is very nearly happy-ending-proof.

Obviously, not everybody who dies becomes a ghost, otherwise those who are psychic would be aware of shouldering through deep crowds of assorted shades every time they moved.

Ghosts cannot be put on the witness stand, or have their fingerprints taken. They are completely proof against proof.

Tomorrows were full of awful things. Today, now, was the essential.

Man provides his own goods and his own evils, neither God nor the Devil has anything to do with it.