Be self-indulgent, and those who are also self-indulgent will like you. Tear your neighbor to pieces, and the other neighbors will laugh. But if you beat your soul, all souls will cry out.

Hell is—other people!

So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the "burning marl." Old wives' tales! There's no need for red-hot pokers. Hell is—other people!

People. You must love people. Men are admirable. I wantto vomit—and suddenly, there it is: the Nausea

The status of 'native' is a nervous condition introduced and maintained by the settler among colonized people with their consent.

Hell is for other people.

We make our own hell out of the people around us.