I don't like myself you know. I love myself. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.

“I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me.…”

“It was because historians made it sound so coherent, so purposeful, so complete…”

“How could anyone love Him? What did you just tell me yourself about the world? …”

“He was so excited by this little bit of intelligence that he might have gone of…”