“People don't do me much good.”

“I don't think bad people realize they're bad people. I bet they think they're good people who occasionally do bad. Which begs the question . . . how much bad can a good person do before being considered bad?”

“Ultimately evil is done not so much by evil people, but by good people who do not know themselves and who do not probe deeply.”

“You don't have much faith in people, do you?' asked David. 'I don't have much faith in anything,' Roland replied. 'Not even in myself.”

“I wish I could love people as you do, Molly!''Don't you?' said the other, in surprise.'No. A good number of people love me, I believe, or at least they think they do; but I never seem to care much for any one. I do believe I love you, little Molly, whom I have only known for ten days, better than any one.”

“It's really hard to be roomates with people if your suitcases are much better than theirs--if yours are the really good ones and theirs aren't. You think if they're intelligent and all, the other person, and have a good sense of humor, that they don't give a damn whose suitcases are better, but they do. They really do.”