Justice! Custodian of the world! But since the world errs, justice must be custodian of the world's errors.

When I say "I," I mean a thing absolutely unique, not to be confused with any other.

Thought itself needs words. It runs on them like a long wire. And if it loses the habit of words, little by little it becomes shapeless, somber.

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.

Nobody is bound by any obligation unless it has first been freely accepted.

We play make believe, pretend to take ourselves and each other seriously--to love each other, hate each other--but then--it isn't true. It isn't true, we don't care at all!

Killing time is the chief end of our society.