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“Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.”
‘The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of.’ ” “Pascal.”
“We must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.”
You’re not supposed to drink under these types of conditions because the only thing the liquor does is dehydrate you and widen your blood vessels, allowing greater blood flow to your extremities, which may feel better in the short run but which eventually robs you of core heat.
“You collect things as you go—the things you think are important—and soon they weigh you down until you realize that these things you cared so much about mean nothing at all. Our natures are our natures.” He grunted. “And they are all we are left with.”
The forest is never silent, no matter the season; there are always sounds, and the trick is simply slowing yourself to the point where you can hear them.
It’s never about who’s the fastest, strongest, toughest—it’s always about who, when everyone else would pause, will commit.
Nobody flies backward when they’re shot; no matter how large the caliber and how close the shot, they just slump. You die falling down,
in the Inferno, the real hell was an arctic, glaciated, and windblown place far from the warmth of God.
was like Virgil’s statements about the Inferno, that all horrors are horrors of the mind. We summon up the devils we need to punish us for the things that we’ve done.