“When it came to the dark fuckery of the human heart, there seemed to be no limit.”
“That wasn't any act of God. That was an act of pure human fuckery.”
“Sometimes it seemed that the human heart, this side of Eden, feared life more than death, light more than darkness, freedom more than surrender.”
“Kinky Fuckery”
“Buggeration and Fuckery”
“And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do. As when one adds salt to a tumbler of water, there comes a point where simply no more will be absorbed.”