You do not have to be alone. The world never inflicts loneliness upon us. That is something we choose or reject by ourselves.

But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.

But the universe isn't fair. Things don't work out neatly, pain, hardship and challenges divided equally among those best equipped to deal with them. Sometimes individuals have to be Atlases and carry the weight of the world alone. It shouldn't happen that way, but it does.

If he turned his back on humanity now, it would be forever.

If I'd known how wrong I was - if I'd had any idea of the awful night that lay ahead - I'd have run after him and never returned to that disgusting circus of blood, that revolting circus of death.

I'm starting to understand that fear is like cancer - you can beat it back, but if it returns, it can be worse than ever.

A world without pain, loss, betrayal, hate, death, loneliness? Impossible!