“Only I wasn't steering anything, not even myself.”

“Thus I steer my bark, and sail
On even keel, with gentle gale.”

“What do I have in common with Jews? I don't even have anything in common with myself.”

“I knew people were talking, but I wasn't listening. I wasn't interested in anything anyone had to say.”

“It was really true, there was no longer anything about him that could interest me. He wasn't even a fragment of the past, he was only a stain, like the print of a hand left years ago on a wall.”

“There was only one way to get through the rest of the evening and it wasn't sober.”

“As I said, I wish I could say it was easy. It wasn't, but it wasn't hard either. But without a strong reason or purpose, anything in life is hard.”

“I couldn't live with myself if I thought that these big strategic choices for my generation were there, and I wasn't even making them – or I was making them according to what was expedient rather than what I actually thought was right.”

“I must at least tell somebody, even only God and myself, what I have seen and felt.”

“That ain't me, that ain't my face. It wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face. I wasn't even really me them; I was just being the way I looked, the way people wanted.”