If we were all on trial for our thoughts, we would all be hanged.
Knowing was a temptation. What you don't know won't tempt you.
I grew up with the biologists. I know how they think.
In the end, we'll all become stories.
I didn't want him to become gray and multi-dimensional and complicated like everyone else. Was every Heathcliff a Linton in disguise?
These things you did were like prayers; you did them and you hoped they would save you. And for the most part they did. Or something did; you could tell by the fact that you were still alive.