Murder is the apex of megalomania, the ultimate in control.
Understanding why is never enough.
Suicide is part murder, revenge on those who hurt you, just as murder is part suicide, for a murderer knows he risks losing his life ...
Anxiety was comfortable to me because it was familiar. If none existed, unconsciously I stirred it up to destroy the unfamiliarity of calm.
Flippancy may be a lance tilted in the face of fear.
Usually the things you dislike in a person are his defenses against fear.
Reason finds it difficult to take root in the arid soil of wrath.
each generation devises better ways to survive. Civilization may, in one sense, be a tribute to the ingeniousness of some children in outwitting parents.
... the unnatural ways we substitute for the natural prove not enough and soon there must be more and more unnaturalness, more and more violence.
Life for the unhappy is an endless search for 'the good parent,' one who will truly love him instead of making him afraid ...
often when I thought I joked, I told the truth, afraid to speak it except in jest.
The devil-ache of loneliness seldom deserts the bones of the angry.
The outer prisons are made by the community to contain those who have dared break its laws. The inner prisons each man makes for himself because of what he feels are his transgressions.
When one must sit with the snobs, one belongs with the frightened.