“For a moment the radio wavered between stationsand I was so busymaking myself marvelous.”
“I waver between a cop-out agnostic and principled atheism ”
“Hammer and tongs! I am so torn between rage and joy, that if I do not burst, it will be a marvel!”
“It has been a marvellous age of invention: radio, aeroplane, electric light, the telephone, and fellatio.”
“A pale reflection of myself wavers in my consciousness...and suddenly the “I” pales, pales, and fades out.”
“I waver, continually fly to the summit of the mountain, but cannot stay up there for more than a moment. Others waver too, but in lower regions, with greater strength; if they are in danger of falling, they are caught up by the kinsman who walks beside them for that purpose. But I waver on the heights; it is not death, alas, but the eternal torments of dying.”