Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupation of men engaged in rash undertakings.

“Ever dumb thing I ever done in my life there was a decision I made before that …”

“Every road ends in death. Or worse. Every friendship. Every love. Torment, betr…”

“In the neuter austerity of that terrain all phenomena were bequeathed a strange…”

“For even if you should have stood your ground, he said, yet what ground was it?”