There are a great many ways to commit suicide you know.

After the 9/11 apocalypse happened in New York City, people, particularly New Yorkers, who breathed in the ash, or saw the results of that, have a tendency to keep seeing echoes and having flashbacks to it.

Sometimes life coughs up coincidences no writer of fiction would dare copy.

A person who doesn't learn from the past is an idiot, in my estimation.

I still believe in the resilience of the human heart and the essential validity of love;I still believe that connections between people can be made and that the spirits which inhabit us sometimes touch. I still believe that the cost of these connections is horribly, outrageously high... and I still believe that the value received far outweighs the price which must be paid. (From introductory notes.)

Ka works and the world moves on.

Speaking personally, you can have my gun, but you'll take my book when you pry my cold, dead fingers off of the binding.