He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.
When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing.
Your past is a skeleton walking one step behind you, and your future is a a skeleton walking one step in front of you. Maybe you don’t wear a watch, but your skeletons do, and they always know what time it is.
So I heard the boom of my father’s rifle when he shot my best friend. A bullet only costs about two cents, and anybody can afford that.