Let this hell be our heaven.

“If men only felt about death as they do about sleep, all terrors would cease. .…”

“After a while, though, even the deepest sorrow faltered, even the most penetrat…”

“You bastard, he thought, almost affectionately, watching the minuscule protopla…”

“Thank you...for gracing my life with your lovely presence, for adding the sweet…”