I’m going to leave you, even though it will break my heart. I’m going to leave you because I know it won’t break yours.
She was sorry, and rather revolted at his dirty hands, but she laughed in a well-bred way, as though it were nothing unusual to her to watch a man walking in a slow dream. Often people display a rather curious respect for a man drunk, rather like the respect of simple races for the insane. Respect rather than fear. There is something awe-inspiring in one who has lost all inhibitions, who will do anything. Of course we make him pay afterward for his moment of superiority, his moment of impressiveness.
kind of excited to skip town for a few days tomorrow
the one you shouldn’t hurt at all