I suppose that each of us may have a great moment in our life, a month, a week a year, when we are most fully what we are meant to be

The thunder of false modesty was deafening.

The best thing is the combined effect of nicotine with alcohol, greater than the sum of the two parts.

Knowing one was comprised of recycled matter only and that selfhood was a delusion did not take away the aching of the heart.

I never for a moment considered killing myself, because it wouldn't have achieved anything.

If you have only one life, you cant altogether ignore the question: are you enjoying it?

As he rounded the corner, he saw two dozen men, naked to the waist, digging a hole thirty yards square at the side of the path. For a moment he was baffled. It seemed to have no agricultural purpose; there was no more planting or ploughing to be done. Then he realized what it was. They were digging a mass grave. He thought of shouting an order to about turn or at least to avert their eyes, but they were almost on it, and some of them had already seen their burial place. The songs died on their lips and the air was reclaimed by the birds.