There Is A World Inside The World.

Why Shouldn't The Death Of A Person You Love Bring You Into Lurid Ruin? You Don't Know How To Love The One You Love Until They Disappear Abruptly. Then You Understand How Thinly Distanced From Their Suffering, How Sparing Of Self You Often Were, Only Rarely Unguarded Of Heart, Working Your Networks Of Give-and-take.

Everything's A Scandal. Dying's A Scandal. But We All Do It.

The Less Important You Are In An Office, The More They Expect The Happy Smile.

We Seem To Believe It Is Possible To Ward Off Death By Following Rules Of Good Grooming.

[i]n The American Soul There Is A Lonely Individual Standing In A Vast Landscape. 
he Is Either On A Horse Or Driving A Car, Depending, And Either Way He’s Carrying A Gun. 
this Is One Of The Essential Images In American Mythology.