Life is a process of preparing to be dead for a long time.
I decline to accept the end of man.
He is thinking quietly: I should not have got out of the habit of prayer.
You can't. You just have to.
A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.
To me, all human behavior is unpredictable and, considering man's frailty... and... the ramshackle universe he functions in, it's... all irrational.