The faster it ran away from me. And I found myself reasoning that perhaps one more beer would unlock the doors of perception.

I often find myself in situations where it seems to me like everyone else has read the instruction book

I waved to everybody. Some of them even waved back. They knew me, had seen me go by before, always cheerful, a big hello for everybody. He was such a nice man. Very friendly. I can’t believe he did those horrible things . . .

It revealed a cruelty that really made one wonder if the universe was such a good idea after all.

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

It’s like, everything really is two ways, the way we all pretend it is and the way it really is

I nodded with genuine synthetic sympathy.