“I am a traitor by name: I’m not cheerful or domestic. I”m drab, crabby and friendless. I fill my days fighting a constant battle to keep my dignity. Loneliness is my curse– our species’ curse– it’s the gun that shoots the bullets that make us dance on a saloon floor and humiliate ourselves in front of strangers.”

“I suspect that all human beings have a point where they realize that what they have is the most they’re ever going to have, be it love, money or power. You have to make peace with who you are, and what you’ve become.”