The silent ebb and flow of life without change seemed deadly to me.
What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.
And she and I, we will take that guilt to our graves of whatever we did and didn't do, or had to do, or failed to do.
I want to remember these nights always, she thought. I want to fix them forever in my memory. I want to lose nothing. When it's done, when it's decided and it's over, I will write a memoir seeking to capture everything forever. When it's happening it is too beautiful, too overwhelming, and you can feel it's being lost with every breath you take.
And how is evil achieved?" He asked. "How does one fall from grace and become in one instant as evil as the mob tribunal of the revolution or the most cruel of the Roman emperors? Does one merely have to miss mass on Sunday or bite down on the communion host? Or steal a loaf of bread...or sleep with a neighbor's wife.
Sometimes hate and love serve exactly the same purpose.