All progressions from a higher to a lower order are marked by ruins and mystery and a residue of nameless rage.

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him.

you fix what you can fix and you let the rest go. If there ain't nothin to be done about it it aint even a problem. It's just a aggravation.

If people knew the story of their lives how many would then elect to live them? People speak about what is in store. But there is nothing in store. The day is made of what has come before. The world itself must be surprised at the shape of that which appears. Perhaps even God.

This country was filled with violent children orphaned by war.

He thought that in the history of the world it might even be that there was more punishment than crime but he took small comfort from it.

If there's one thing on this planet you don't look like it's a bunch of good luck walkin around.