But he had hardly felt the absurdity of those things, on the one hand, and the necessity of those others, on the other, (for it is rare that the feeling of absurdity is not followed by the feeling of necessity), when he felt the absurdity of those things of which he had just felt the necessity (for it is rare that the feeling of necessity is not followed by the feeling of absurdity.)

And what I have, what I am, is enough, was always enough for me, and as far as my dear little sweet little future is concerned I have no qualms, I have a good time coming.

That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly.

I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of — how shall I say, I don’t know.

To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.

They never lynch children, babies, no matter what they do they are whitewashed in advance.

We all are born mad. Some remain so.