Past, present and future are not amenities of language. Time unfolds into the seamsof being. It passes through you, making and shaping.
Don DeLilloAs belief shrinks from the world, it is more necessary than ever that someone believe. Wild-eyed men in caves. Nuns in black. Monks who do not speak. We are left to believe. Fools, children. Those who have abandoned belief must still believe in us. They are sure they are right not to believe but they know belief must not fade completely. Hell is when no one believes.
Don DeLillo