The Devil's Work

by Mark Edwards

And there was something about him, the way he held himself, that was appealing. Sitting there on the steps with hordes of shoppers wheeling around, reading a book, still and silent and dark, a crow among pigeons.

‘at the end of all this, this life, we’re all alone, really. No one ever knows what’s going on inside someone else’s head. No one can fully rely on anyone else. It’s tragic, but it’s true.’

“talking nonsense is the sole privilege mankind possesses over the other organisms”.’

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.”’

jealousy could turn the mildest people into monsters.