Mennesker var så dumme. De hadde noe uendelig dyrebart, som de ikke tok vare på. De kastet vekk livene sine for penger, for pakker med pulver, for en fremmeds sjarmerende smil.
People, I thought, wanted security. They couldn´t bear the idea of death being a big black nothing, couldn´t bear the thought of their loved ones not existing and couldn´t even imagine themselves not existing. I finally decided that people believed in an afterlife because they couldn´t bear not to.