"For Death is the meaning of night;The eternal shadowInto which all lives must fall, All hopes expire."
- Michael Cox
"I had retained little of what is generally called religion, except for a visceral conviction that our lives are controlled by some universal mechanism that is greater than ourselves. Perhaps that was ..."
"The summer passed quietly. I busied myself as best I could, reading a good deal."
"The boundaries of this world are forever shifting – from day to night, joy to sorrow, love to hate, and from life itself to death; and who can say at what moment we may suddenly cross over the border,..."
"After killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn’s for an oyster supper."
"I long for sleep, and for soft English rain. But they do not come."