the child grows enormous but never grows up
He took a grim and ironic pleasure from the possibility that what little learning he had managed to acquire had led him to this knowledge: that in the long run all things, even the learning that let him know this, were futile and empty, and at last diminished into a nothingness they did not alter.
John Williams, Stoner
O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable,
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Shakespeare, Hamlet
It’s everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so — I don’t know — not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and — sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you’re conforming just as much only in a different way.
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
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William Styron, Darkness Visible: A Memoir of Madness

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William Styron, Darkness Visible: A Memoir of Madness