[b]Robert Cormier
It would be nice to avoid the world, to leave it and all its threats and unhappiness. Not to die or anything like that, but to find a place of solitude and solace.[/b]
On the other hand, dying is basically a sure thing.
You see Carter, people are two things: greedy and cruel. So we have a perfect set-up here. The greed part - a kid pays a buck for a chance to win a hundred. Plus fifty boxes of chocolates. The cruel part - watching two guys hitting each other, maybe hurting each other, while they’re safe in the bleachers. That’s why it works, Carter, because we’re all bastards.
That and bitches.
You bring up your children to be self-reliant and independent and they double-cross you and become self-reliant and independent.
Meanwhile, they’ve dumped you in a nursing home.
…pain reaches a certain point and does not get worse but remains in all its intensity and you can survive it.
Although you might wish you were dead.
Do I dare disturb the universe? Yes I do, I do.
My guess: The universe never feels disturbed.
Mr. Sinclair once asked the class to make a list of the ten most beautiful words in the English language, and the only word that really seemed beautiful to me was tenderness.
That and antidisestablishmentarianism.