He was ruining a fellow here, taking his money, making him drink, doing for him; also ruining a girl in a tobacconist's shop.

All this was no business of mine, but we had always loathed one another.

I think when I hit him I wanted to kill him.

I am not, in any way, sorry, except that suddenly I do not want to die.

You are the only person in the world for whom I care; you will understand.