I have a plan-to go mad.

I swear to you gentlemen, that to be overly conscious is a sickness, a real, thorough sickness.

To crush, to annihilate a man utterly, to inflict on him the most terrible of punishments so that the most ferocious murderer would shudder at it and dread it beforehand, one need only give him work of an absolutely, completely useless and irrational character.

Nothing has ever been more insupportable for a man and a human society than freedom. –The Grand Inquisitor

My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.

It was a wonderful night, such a night as is only possible when we are young, dear reader.

They were renewed by love; the heart of each held infinite sources of life for the heart of the other.