As We Live Our Precarious Lives On

We Need A Moral Philosophy In Which The Concept Of Love, So Rarely Mentioned Now By Philosophers, Can Once Again Be Made Central.

People Have Obsessions And Fears And Passions Which They Don't Admit To. I Think Every Character Is Interesting And Has Extremes. It's The Novelist Privilege To See How Odd Everyone Is.

Another Person's Illness Is Often Harder To Bear Than One's Own.

Upon The Demon-ridden Pilgrimage Of Human Life, What Next I Wonder.

... Half The World Starves. What A Planet. And The Eating, If You're Lucky Enough To Do Any. Stuffing Pieces Of Dead Animals Into A Hole In Your Face. Then Munch, Munch, Munch. If There's Anybody Watching, They Must Be Dying Of Laughter.