Life consisted of a series of minute, imperceptible events, and you could lose control if you overlooked a single one of them.
“He arose laden with doubt as to how he should begin. He looked back at the bed where the grindstone lay. He looked out at the world, the most famous experimental prison of its time. Beyond the torture stakes he could see, nothing. Yet he could see.”
Anne Carson | “Short Talk on the King and His Courage”