All of us are mad. If it weren't for the fact that every one of us is slightly abnormal, there wouldn't be any point in giving each person a separate name.
Killing time is the chief end of our society.
Every tiny part of us cries out against the idea of dying, and hopes to live forever.
Murderers, in general, are people who are consistent, people who are obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
It so difficult to know what the people we love really need.
This free will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.