No child should ever be too sad to play.

The amusements of life, he argued, should be accepted with the same philosophy as its ills. ("The Striding Place")

There were happy days, with watermelon, and sad days of whiskey.

Then he thought himself unhappy, but happiness was all in the future; now he felt that the best happiness was already in the past.

You put me through hell. On purpose. Made me suffer. And there__ no end in sight. I don__ know what the fuck you__e doing, ace, but this Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde shit ain__ cutting it with me.

Sadness is not the beginning or end of a process, but the lag between pleasure and happiness.