Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?

The wisdom to quit is all we have left.

There still might be a place for us somewhere.

That’s when I first learned that it wasn’t enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it.

Human relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.

And I said to myself that he was the first thing that I had ever missed in my life.

like the fox I run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth I’m surely the luckiest man alive.