There was after all no mystery in the end of love, no mystery but the mystery of love itself, which was large certainly but as real as grass, as natural and unaccountable as bloom and branch and their growth.
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- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: December 1, 1942
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I used to get a big kick out of saving people's lives. Now I wonder what the hell's the point, since they all have to die anyway.'
Oh, there's a point, all right,' Dunbar assured him.
Is there? What is the point?'
The point is to keep them from dying for as long as you can.'
Yeah, but what's the point, since they all have to die anyway?'
The trick is not to think about that.
Joseph Heller