Nothing to be gained by worrying between now and then.

The punch connected, but (1) Colin forgot to close his fist, so he was slapping not hitting, and (2) instead of slapping TOC, he ended up slapping Hassan flush across the cheek, whereupon Hassan finally succeeded in falling down.

When we think of death, we often imagine it as happening in degrees: We think of a sick person becoming less and less alive until finally they are gone.

If you don’t know about Tumblr then you are not supposed to know about Tumblr. It’s like fight club.

It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.

The world," he said, "is not a wish-granting factory," and then he broke down, just for one moment, his sob roaring impotent like a clap of thunder unaccompanied by lightning, the terrible ferocity that amateurs in the field of suffering might mistake for weakness.

I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.