Let mental suffering be intense enough, and it becomes a sort of carminative.

A house with old furniture has no need of ghosts to be haunted.

Reason I know, is only a drug, and, as such, its effects are never permanent. But, like the juice of the poppy, it often gives a temporary relief.

It shocked his sense of dramatic economy that they should have to resort to violence when the same result could have been obtained by a minimum expenditure of energy.

So fine a medicine is the will to action.

A bad conscience makes a very good ghost.

There had always been something rather brutal about (..._) common sense.

But these are sad times, the 'prentices wanting to be masters, and every little tradesman wanting to be a Senator, and every dirty little urchin thinking he can giveimpudence to his betters!

Sentimentality is a quality that rarely has the slightest influence on action.

Mad folks are often as dangerous as bad ones.

It was as if the future were a treacly adhesive fluid that had been spilt all over the present, so that everything he touched made his fingers too sticky to be of the slightest use.

Looking for Truth is not some kind of spazzy free-for-all, not even during this, the great age of the spazzy free-for-all.

Anything can happen: anything. Or nothing. Who can say? The world, monstrous, is made that way, and in the end consumes us all. Who am I, administrated or no, to have the audacity to survive it?

I spell 'god' with a small 'g' because I do not believe in him, but I love to swear by him.

Do not give up your authority and follow blindly the will of others. This way will lead to only delusion.

And if there was no Fall, what then of the need for Redemption? What god was offended and by whom? Some especially touchy cave bear whose skull had been improperly enshrined?

life unfolds itself in mysteries ways.

The worst part of all is that, without forgiveness, bitterness is all that is left

The drug dealers, they sympathize with me. They see me as some sort of pathetic character.

Yes, my kids come first, but as a parent I need to come to them with a fresh mind. I can't be too exhausted or too tired. And I am a better parent when I have more energy.

In 1823, William Webb Ellis first picked up the ball in his arms and ran with it. And for the next 156 years forwards have been trying to work out why.