What was it with men, that they found elementary logic so difficult?

Most of humanity gets by without reading novels or poetry, and no one would deny the richness of their thoughts.

How easily this unthinking family love was forgotten.

Be wary of too much calm, particularly in your mid-fifties.

In that shrinking moment he discovered that he had never hated anyone until now. It was a feeling as pure as love, but dispassionate and icily rational.

It troubles him to consider the powerful currents and fine-tuning that alter fate, the close and distant influences, the accidents of character and circumstance.

How guilt refined the methods of self-torture, threading the beads of detail into an eternal loop, a rosary to be fingered for a lifetime.