--Jose Saramago, Blindness
“All right then," said the Savage defiantly, I'm claiming the right to be unhappy."
"Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat, the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind."
There was a long silence.
"I claim them all," said the Savage at last.
--Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.
--Cormac McCarthy, The Crossing