Right now I have some choice in the matter. Not whether to die, but when and how. Isn't that a freedom of sort? Oh, and who to take down with me. I have made my list

I shouldn't have taken a vow of silence, I told myself. What did I want? Nothing much. Just a memorial. But what is a memorial, when you come right down to it, but a commemoration of wounds endured? Endured, and resented. Without memory, there can be no revenge.

In the midst of such vigorous and demanding splendor, who will remember Bob?

In the midst of such rigorous and demanding splendor, who will remember Bob?

Suddenly revenge is so close he can actually taste it. It tastes like steak, rare.

I thought my heart was pure. We do like to have such good opinions of our own motives when we're about to do something harmful, to someone else.

But what is a memorial, when you come right down to it, but a commemoration of wounds endured? Endured, and resented. Without memory, there can be no revenge.

Debt is part of the human condition. Civilization is based on exchanges - on gifts, trades, loans - and the revenges and insults that come when they are not paid back.