The thing about opium is that it makes pain or difficulty unimaginable.
We're deaf men working as musicians; we play the music but we can't hear it.
It's better to have a malign providence than an indifferent one.
Knowing one was comprised of recycled matter only and that selfhood was a delusion did not take away the aching of the heart.
Lonely's like any other organism; competitive and resourceful in the struggle to perpetuate itself.
The nicest characters in A Week in December research are, in fact, Muslims - and their religious devotion is one of the things that defines them.