I am I, and yet I'm something more, because I feel that I am he as well: in other words, I am my father.

“Have you counted the trees?”

“I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose.”

I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.

Adler says, “In fact, if we were to ask ourselves who is the strongest person in our culture, the logical answer would be, the baby. The baby rules and cannot be dominated.” The baby rules over the adults with his weakness. And it is because of this weakness that no one can control him.