'Mad' is a term we use to describe a man who is obsessed with one idea and nothing else.

Every tiny part of us cries out against the idea of dying, and hopes to live forever.

Each of us is the only person who can give the other what each of us wants to have: Peace.

We cannot bear to regard ourselves simply as playthings of blind chance, we cannot admit to feeling ourselves abandoned.

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.

There is no forgiveness in nature.

It's perfectly obvious that somebody's responsible and somebody's innocent. Otherwise it [justice] makes no sense at all.