“You are who he made. Fine. And I’m whatever the horrors of my life made me. Fine. All our sins, our earned tragedies, all of it. All that damn pain. It’s all here with us. It is us. And I’m sure it’s all meaningful or hilarious or philosophical or deep or something or everything. We could spend our whole lives mired in the complexities. But really, compared to us – compared to you and me – what we have, or could have... all that pain we have... honestly Who cares?”
