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“Did you kill the butcher?� “Paul Momund killed himself. He died of stupidity and rudeness.�
“Louis, something for your client to consider. All the wars, all the suffering and pain that happened in the centuries before his birth, before his life, how much did all that bother him?� “Not at all.� “Then why should anything after his life bother him? It is untroubled sleep. The difference is he will not wake to this.�
“Mischa, we take comfort in knowing there is no God. That you are not enslaved in a Heaven, made to kiss God’s ass forever. What you have is better than Paradise. You have blessed oblivion. I miss you every day.�
Hannibal had entered his heart’s long winter. He slept soundly and was not visited in dreams as humans are.
