To Believe In God Is To Know

A Long Association-prolonged Human Contact, When A Man And Woman Live Together-this Ends Up Producing A Sort Of Rot, A Poison.

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.

We Know Well Enough When We're Being Unjust And Despicable. But We Don't Restrain Ourselves Because We Experience A Certain Pleasure, A Primitive Sort Of Satisfaction In Moments Like That.

'mad' Is A Term We Use To Describe A Man Who Is Obsessed With One Idea And Nothing Else.

Everyone Has, Inside Himself ... What Shall I Call It? A Piece Of Good News! Everyone Is ... A Very Great, Very Important Character.