Had Shakespeare listened to the news of Duncans death in a tavern or heard the knocking on his own bedroom door after he had finished the writing of Macbeth?

A major character has to come somehow out of the unconscious.

Cruel men cry easily at the cinema.

I never knew a man who had better motives for all the trouble he caused.

There was a tacit understanding between them that 'liquor helped'; growing more miserable with every glass one hoped for the moment of relief.

Hate is an automatic response to fear, for fear humiliates.

Pain is easy to write. In pain we're all happily individual. But what can one write about happiness?