Under certain circumstances the fateful decisions in life, sometimes even in matters of life and death, are made with an almost indifferent ease. While the little things-for instance, the way people hang on to what is over-seem so important.

The problem with anger against God is that it's impossible to go higher in the system to complain.

..That's where we humans make a mistake. We don't see the utterly amazing when it comes to us disguised as the ordinary.

Whining is a virus, a lethal, infectious, epidemic disease.

If you want to support others you have to stay upright yourself.

Grief is a gift, something you have to earn.

The knives in my apartment are only sharp enough to open envelopes with. Cutting a slice of coarse bread is on the borderline of their ability. I don't need anything sharper. Otherwise, on bad days, it might easily occur to me that I could always go stand in the bathroom in front of the mirror and slit my throat. On such occasions it's nice to have the added security of needing to go downstairs and borrow a decent knife from a neighbor.