Resentment slowly poisoned my blood and I laughed at myself and my absurd hopes.
It's only worth staying in bed if you're young and in good company.
Does the madman know he is mad? Or are the madmen those who insist o. Convincing him of his unreason in order to safeguard their own idea of reality?
Fools talk, cowards are silent, wise men listen.
Few things leave a deeper mark on the reader, than the first book that finds its way to his heart.
Madmen always think it's the others who are mad.