Family . . . the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.

By attempting the impossible one can attain the highest level of the possible.

There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.

Now I know the full power of evil. It makes ugliness seem beautiful and goodness seem ugly and weak.

I've thought of becoming a photographer! To save my talent as a writer.

I always disliked dogs, those protectors of cowards who lack the courage to fight an assailant themselves.

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.