I wrote at the start that this was a record of hate, and walking there beside Henry towards the evening glass of beer, I found the one prayer that seemed to serve the winter mood: O God, You've done enough, You've robbed me of enough, I'm too tired and old to learn to love, leave me alone forever.
Graham GreenePoint me out the happy man and I will point you out either egotism, selfishness, evil - or else an absolute ignorance.
Graham Greene