That was his mother. When she wasn't crying over the breakfast cereal, she was laughing about killing herself.
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There were about seventy-nine squillion people in the world, and if you were very lucky, you would end up being loved by fifteen or twenty of them.
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Will wrestled with his conscience, grappled it to the ground and sat on it until he couldn't hear a squeak out of it.
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I don't want my books to exclude anyone, but if they have to, then I would rather they excluded the people who feel they are too smart for them!
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And another way of explaining it is that shit happens, and there's no space too small, too dark and airless and fucking hopeless, for people to crawl into.