Is he good? Or is he bad? That's the only thing I ask nowadays. And as I grow older — I'd swear this on the last crust I eat — I feel I shan't even g… - Nikos Kazantzakis

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Is he good? Or is he bad? That's the only thing I ask nowadays. And as I grow older — I'd swear this on the last crust I eat — I feel I shan't even go on asking that! Whether a man's good or bad, I'm sorry for him, for all of 'em. The sight of a man just rends my insides, even if I act as though I don't care a damn! There he is, poor devil, I think, he also eats and drinks and makes love and is frightened, whoever he is: he has his God and his devil just the same, and he'll peg out and lie as stiff as a board beneath the ground and be food for worms, just the same. Poor devil! We're all brothers! All worm-meat!