“Mark Twain had written somewhere: We are all mad at night.”

“We are all mad at three in the morning”

“By the age I was then I ought to know the truism that things always look different in the morning. As the night comes on and the deeper it gets, the more mad we are, the more prone to dreadful fears and fantasies. In the morning, not when we first wake up but gradually, things begin to look unlike what they looked like at eleven, at midnight.”

“Time, the best of all doctors, though it kills you in the end, had done more than therapy could.”

“Without me, without me, Everyday's misery.But with me - am I wrong? No night is too long!”

“A disturbing experience it had been, exciting and confusing.”

“I think life's too long to do anything that we know is wrong before we begin.”