This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.

First impressions are always unreliable.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.

No matter how much you keep encouraging someone who is blindfolded to stare through the cloth, he still won’t see a thing.".

There sat I, a faded being, under faded leaves.

What a fate: to be condemned to work for a firm where the slightest negligence at once gave rise to the gravest suspicion! Were all the employees nothing but a bunch of scoundrels, was there not among them one single loyal devoted man who, had he wasted only an hour or so of the firm's time in the morning, was so tormented by conscience as to be driven out of his mind and actually incapable of leaving his bed?

It receives you when you come and dismisses you when you go.