So I finally read the masterpiece of the cynical, and all I want to share are two excerpts from which I took two of the greatest life lessons I have ever learned.
LESSON #1- '"Why didn't you give her a good shove?" said Julia. "I would have."(^FUCK)
"Yes, dear, you would have. I would have, if I'd been the same person then as I am now. Or perhaps I would--I'm not certain."
"Are you sorry you didn't?"
"Yes. On the whole I'm sorry I didn't."
They were sitting side by side on the dusty floor. He pulled her close against him. Her head rested on his shoulder, the pleasant smell of her hair conquering the pigeon dung. She was very young, he thought, she still expected something from life, she did not understand that to push an inconvenient person over a cliff solves nothing.'
LESSON #2,
'--- Being in a minority, even a minority of one, did not make you mad. There was truth and there was untruth, and if you clung to the truth even against the whole world, you were not mad. ---- He was safe, everything was all right. He fell asleep murmuring "Sanity is not statistical," with the feeling that this remark contained in it a profound wisdom.'
