Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.

Anything that doesn't take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.

She smiled. I think it's just the snow. I think it makes people stop and think. Bell nodded. I hope it comes a blizzard then.

Each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins.

War is the ultimate game because war is at last a forcing of the unity of existence. War is god.

I will do what I promised." He whispered. "No matter what. I will not send you into the darkness alone.

This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job.