Looking for Jake

What if the chosen one misunderstands what he’s been chosen for?

You didn’t know, but not knowing is no excuse.

In a newsagent’s he picked up a copy of the Standard, and hesitated by the chocolate, looking at the low-fat version he had trained himself to pretend he liked but suddenly hungry for a real bar, which with guilty devil-may-care he took and paid for.

You make what you see into a window, and you see what you want through it. You make what you see a sort of a door.

It’s the first principle, isn’t it? Whoever’s arguing fiercest for violence is the cop.

“There’s three ways not to see what you don’t want to,” she told me. “One is the coward’s way and too painful. The other is to close your eyes forever, which is the same as the first, when it comes to it. The third is the hardest and the best: you have to make sure only the things you can afford to see come before you.”

This was not the time for rage but for politics and strategy.