That's the terrible part. I swear to God I'm a madman.
Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first one who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior.
I'm sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.
Nobody who's really using his ego, his real ego, has any time for any goddam hobbies
She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations.
Why are you breaking down, incidentally? I mean if you’re able to go into a collapse with all your might, why can’t you use the same energy to stay well and busy?