“Now I am an outcast. I loathe the fatherland. The thing for me is a very drunken sleep on the beach.”
“Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.”
“I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”
“I may feel like a social outcast but im not really one. I think im an outcast inasmuch as I want to be left alone by people I cant stand which isn't really the same thing as true social ostracization now is it?”
“Observe me, I do not speak.But I am very quickAnd already I have spoken.Observe me as now I speak.But I am very quickAnd already I have unspoken.”
“Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.”