The men loved jokes, though they had heard each one before. Jack's manner was persuasive; few of them had seen the old stories so well delivered. Jack himeself laughed a little, but he was able to see the effect his performance had on his audience. The noise of their laughter roared like the sea in his ears. He wanted it louder and louder; he wanted them to drown out the war with their laughter. If the could should loud enough, they might bring the world back to its senses; they might laugh loud enough to raise the dead.
Sebastian FaulksKnowing one was comprised of recycled matter only and that selfhood was a delusion did not take away the aching of the heart.
Sebastian FaulksThe thought of all that happiness was hard to bear. What's the point of happiness when all it does is throw the facts of dying into clear relief?
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