He Was A Tool Of The Boss,

What A Fate: To Be Condemned To Work For A Firm Where The Slightest Negligence At Once Gave Rise To The Gravest Suspicion! Were All The Employees Nothing But A Bunch Of Scoundrels, Was There Not Among Them One Single Loyal Devoted Man Who, Had He Wasted Only An Hour Or So Of The Firm's Time In The Morning, Was So Tormented By Conscience As To Be Driven Out Of His Mind And Actually Incapable Of Leaving His Bed?

It Receives You When You Come And Dismisses You When You Go.

First Impressions Are Always Unreliable.

Isolation Is A Way To Know Ourselves.

He Was A Tool Of The Boss, Without Brains Or Backbone.