It's the tide. It's the dismal tide. It's not the one thing.
If people knew the story of their lives, how many would then elect to live them?
How would you know if you were the last man on Earth? He said. I don't guess you would know it. You'd just be it. Nobody would know it. It wouldn't make any difference. When you die it's the same as if everybody else died too.
By the time I was sixteen I had read many books and I had become a freethinker.
Pain for the old was no longer a surprise.
One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.