The look of success, when it is worn a certain way, would infuriate a jackass.

False judges are held up in the world's admiration and I alone know the true ones.

Do you believe in God, doctor?" No - but what does that really mean? I'm fumbling in the dark, struggling to make something out. But I've long ceased finding that original.

I had been right I was still right I was always right. I had lived my life one way and I could just as well lived it another. I had done this and I hadn t done that. I hadn t done this thing and I had done another. And so?

... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my loved ones happy. I see no further than this.

If something is going to happen to me, I want to be there.

An intense feeling carries with it its own universe, magnificent or wretched as the case may be.