The reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day. [pp. 65-66]
Being bored is the price we pay for not being insane.
If I wanna die I may be awesome that I fear nothing. So I can do anything in this earth. Cause I am about to die. And If I start to do anything in this earth, the worst can be, I will die. This is the...
If we had to earn our age by thinking for ourselves at least once a year, only a handful of people would reach adulthood.
Every single person is a fool, insane, a failure, or a bad person to at least ten people.
Millions of sane people would each be sexually attracted to their own parent or child if they were not related to them.
Her eyes bled from venomous anger...Her flower had been gruesomely deflowered...Her life had slowly turned into a blunder...There was no more thinking further....She would rather become a Foetus murde...
To evade insanity and depression, we unconsciously limit the number of people toward whom we are sincerely sympathetic.
Boredom is probably more frequent and more tormenting if you do not have sight or hands.
If you think people in your life are normal, then you undoubtedly have not spent any time getting to know the abnormal side of them.
We would not be ashamed of doing some of the things we do in private, if the number of sane human beings who do them in public were large enough.