The irrational thoughts were the ones with the power to burn holes in your gut.

Deep down, everyone wants the truth.

We are, all of us, crippled and twisted. Most of us strive desperately to keep our grotesqueries out of sight and mind. Our suffering is transformed by an alchemy of the soul into addiction, ulcers, strokes, hatred, even war.

The good guys had to operate on a higher level than the killers--just for society to keep track of who was who.

When people can do something simple to avoid conflict--say, hit a button or unlock a latch--they'll generally do it.

But insight doesn't necessarily produce self-control. Sometimes you just see your destructiveness more clearly.

Sometimes when you push someone, you find out who that person really is.