'Mad' is a term we use to describe a man who is obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
A vague uneasiness; the police. It's like when you suddenly understand you have to undress in front of the doctor.
I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.
If we have anything kind to say, any tender sentiment to express, we feel a sense of shame.
Killing time is the chief end of our society.
Memories are like stones, time and distance erode them like acid.
Murderers, in general, are people who are consistent, people who are obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
The first temptation, upon meeting an old friend after many years, is always to - look the other way.
There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.
There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely. The condemned man has that joy.
There is no forgiveness in nature.
This free will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.
This free-will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.
Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... Just one. Our life. We have nothing else.
Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life.... Just one. Our life. We have nothing else.
