Food for thought from "The Darkest Evening of the Year" by Dean Koontz:
Because God is never cruel, there is a reason for all things. We must know the pain of loss; because if we never knew it, we would have no compassion for others, and we would become monsters of self-regard, creatures of unalloyed self-interest. The terrible pain of loss teaches humility to our prideful kind, has the power to soften uncaring hearts, to make a better person of a good one.
To her way of thinking, intuition was a word for perceptions that were received on a level far below the subconscious. Intuition was seeing with the soul.
Boredom is a state of mind akin to an emotion. Perhaps the emotion to which boredom most often leads is despair.
Billy knew the power of ideas. "You are what you eat," the nutritionists endlessly hector fast-food addicts, and you are also what ideas you have consumed.
"Put any three human beings together," she said, "and three of them are going to have psychological problems. So we just cope with one another."
The geometry of judgment is a circle. Hate is a snake that turns to consume itself from the tail, a circle that diminishes to a point, then to nothing. Pride is such a snake, and envy, and greed. Love, however, is a hoop, a wheel, that rolls on forever. We are rescued by those whom we have rescued. The saved become the saviors of their saviors.