Memories are like stones, time and distance erode them like acid.
There is no forgiveness in nature.
Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... just one. Our life. We have nothing else.
There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.
The first temptation, upon meeting an old friend after many years, is always to - look the other way.
This free will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.
I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.
If we have anything kind to say, any tender sentiment to express, we feel a sense of shame.
Murderers, in general, are people who are consistent, people who are obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
'Mad' is a term we use to describe a man who is obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
All of us are mad. If it weren't for the fact every one of us is slightly abnormal, there wouldn't be any point in giving each person a separate name.