He had escaped the abhorrent taint! He was truly completely alone! He was the only human being in the world!

No human being can go on living in the same house with a pigeon, a pigeon is the epitomy of chaos and anarchy, a pigeon that whizzes around unpredictably, that sets it's claws in you, picks at your eyes.

...he came to the conclusion that you cannot depend on people, and that you can live in peace only if you keep them at arm's length.

He possessed the power. He held it in his hand. A power stronger than the power of money or the power of terror or the power of death: the invincible power to command the love of mankind. There was only one thing that power could not do: it could not make him able to smell himself.

He was not bound. No one led him by the arm. He got out of the carriage as if he were a free man.

How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble.

He decided in favor of life out of sheer spite and malice.