For my part, my interest in Paris had faded away completely long ago when I learned that it was in France.

I nodded with genuine synthetic sympathy.

Because I am an inhuman monster, I tend to be logical.

Saturday morning was their unrestricted television time, and they usually took advantage of it to watch a series of cartoon shows that would certainly have been impossible before the discovery of LSD.

This was just no fun. I wanted my brain back.

It was almost enough to make me feel emotion.

I was good at being charming, one of my very few vanities.