We're both ruined--only in your case it wasn't your fault.

It's too late for me now, and I'm even not sorry that it _is_ too late.

Dolly, I don't _want_ to pull up.

You can't imagine a man fallen as low as that, can you?
I couldn't imagine it myself a few years ago.

I'm going right straight to the devil now, and you might as well stand aside and give me a free course, for I'm bound to get there sooner or later.