The universe is no narrow thing and the order within it is not constrained by any latitude in its conception to repeat what exists in one part in any other part. Even in this world more things exist without our knowledge than with it and the order in creation which you see is that which you have put there, like a string in a maze, so that you shall not lose your way. For existence has its own order and that no man’s mind can compass, that mind itself being but a fact among others.

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.

You say you can't? Then don't do it. That's all.

I guess if everybody went crazy together nobody would notice.

He thought each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins. As in a party game. Say the words and pass it on. So be sparing. What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.

It is not my experience that life’s difficulties make people more charitable.

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