I understood that he had proved that the destructive principle in the universe was God; hence he insisted on the need for a furious and incessant energy, rending all things in pieces.

Energy, he said, was the All.

He was lame, shortsighted, and partially paralytic.
When I met him I was in a frivolous mood, and I disliked him so much that I resolved to imitate him.

If I had been a draughtsman I would have drawn a caricature.

I was only an actor, I could only act a caricature.
I made myself up into what was meant for a wild exaggeration of the old Professor's dirty old self.