Each person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.

Four days alone with nothing. Emerge empowered. The first human face you see will knock you back 50%.

I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them.

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

it's good to have things done with when they don't work it's also good not to hate or even forget the person you've failed with.

That the young rich smell the stink of the poor and learn to find it a bit amusing. They had to laugh, otherwise it would be too terrifying.

Why did I come here? I thought. Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse?