If we know anything about man, it's that he's not pacific. The temptation to butcher anyone considered undesirable seems to be a common temptation, not always resisted.
There isn't a thought in my head I care to be alone with for more than five minutes.
Only a rank degenerate would drive 1,500 miles across Texas without eating a chicken fried steak.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
I never met a soul in this world as normal as me.
The lives of happy people are dense with their own doings -- crowded, active, thick. But the sorrowing are nomads, on a plain with few landmarks and no boundaries; sorrow's horizons are vague and its demands are few.