Rabbit, Run

As if pity is, as he has been taught, not a helpless outcry but a powerful tide that could redeem the world...

The only way to get somewhere, you know, is to figure out where you're going before you go there.

He had gone to church and brought back this little flame and had nowhere to put it on the dark damp walls of the apartment, so it had flickered and gone out. And he realised that he wouldn't always be able to produce this flame.

The difficulty with humorists is that they will mix what they believe with what they don't; whichever seems likelier to win an effect.