Only love can know what love is for. The Escape One is never so lonely as when he is with the dead. The gods do as they will, and are not disputed. That's the trouble wit languages. They have to be learned.
Suicide is preferable to dying of cold.
Too darned good a machine can be a menace, not a help. To the dead, infinity is not too distant. To conceive of death as an escape is to hope, to believe that something better can be. There's nothing quite so stultifying as having someone around who has all the answers - and gives them to you. There are other ways than asking questions to learn answers.