This is and has been the essential fact of my existence, and I have known it for as long as I can remember knowing: that I am alone. That no matter what transcendent or grievous experience I will have, no sorrow, no joy and indeed no failure or success that I will achieve will I ever be able to share with another human being or extend beyond myself. That no matter how cold or long the walk home, when I arrive the bed I sink into will be empty. I know this more deeply than any other truth as all men know this. This is the dark and ineffable core of every nameless black depression that stretches without boundary, and the root also - the Alpha and indeed the Omega - of the search for God.
Ambrosius Amatus Faber, Deus Meminit
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