Thomas Hale

“War was an illness in a way, treatable only by the passing of time, and many were stricken until the end of their days.”
― Benjamin Myers, The Offing

“Everything was real; inconceivably real, infinitely dear. These and all things started as nothing, latent within a vast energy-broth, but then we named them, and loved them, and, in this way, brought them forth. And now we must lose them.”
― George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo

“He sat a long time and he thought about his life and how little of it he could ever have foreseen and he wondered for all his will and all his intent how much of it was his doing.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Cities of the Plain

“He came out of nothingness, took form, was loved, was always bound to return to nothingness.”
― George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo