If trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it.

You give up the world line by line. Stoically. And then one day you realize that your courage is farcical. It doesn't mean anything. You've become an accomplice in your own annihilation and there is nothing you can do about it. Everything you do closes a door somewhere ahead of you. And finally there is only one door left.

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.

There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.

My daddy used to tell me not to chew on somethin that was eatin you.

He poured the tumbler full. Drink up, he said. The world goes on. We have dancing nightly and this night is no exception. The straight and the winding way are one and now that you are here what do the years count since last we two met together? Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not.

But I didn't know what to say to him. What do you say to a man that by his own admission has no soul? Why would you say anything?