“So that's what--one "yes," one "not sure," and one "I had had a dream about a bug.”
“One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in his bed he had been changed into a monstrous bug…”
“But if one had everything one could ever need or want, what was left to dream of?”
“Yes! That's what all our talk about a decent world has been... just so much bullshit.""We did say it was still only a dream.""And a bloody useless one at that. Life's a fuck-up and it's never going to change.”
“Well, he thought, one did what one had to do, so life went. No, one did what one had to do in order to do what one wanted to do - so life really went.”
“I was rolling my eyes so hard that I was sure one of my retinas had just detached itself”