Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic.
R. Scott BakkerTo indulge it is to breed it. To punish it is to feed it. Madness knows no bridle but the knife.
R. Scott BakkerExhaustion has a way of parting the veils between men, not so much because the effort of censoring their words exceeds them, but because weariness is the foe of volatility. Oft times insults that would pierce the wakeful simply thud against the sleepless and fatigued.
R. Scott Bakker