We’re brought up to expect a happy ending. But there are no happy endings. There’s only death waiting for us. We find love and happiness, and it’s snatched away from us without rhyme or reason. We’re on a deserted space ship careening mindlessly among the stars. The world is Dachau, and we’re all Jews.
There is no lonelier man in death, except the suicide, than that man who has lived many years with a good wife and then outlived her. If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.
There are no endings, and never will be endings, to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was an ending.
The world will certainly not come to an end if there are fewer bad men.[Die Welt wird keinesweges dadurch untergehen, daß der bösen Menschen weniger wird.]