What’s the bravest thing you ever did? He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.
The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.