We can destroy what we have written, but we cannot unwrite it.

You don't say, 'I've done it!' You come, with a kind of horrible desperation, to realize that this will do.

It'll be your own torture," he said, serious. "I hope to God it'll torture you to madness.

...We're a government that believes in everybody having the illusion of free will.

But don't think that it's a system or a culture or a state or a person that does the letting down. It's our expectations that let us down. It begins in the warmth of the womb and the discovery that it's cold outside. But it's not the cold's fault that it's cold.

As we grow older, the memories of early life brighten, those of maturity and senescence grow dim and confused.

Civilised my syphilised yarbles.