After learning that he'd offed himself by hanging, I went back and checked out some of his non-fiction, which I'd never really read. (Disclosure: I once chanced upon a freshly hung corpse on an early morning walk in Goa, and this method of self-negation has since held a particular horror for me.)
In these ADHD times, I know that most of you will not take the time to read this article, but the second half gets into some really deep stuff that I have largely avoided thinking about lately, although I did read Peter Singer in college.
The brilliance of the piece is the dexterity with which it makes you think without repelling you from thinking.
Maine Lobter Fest 2003
