"The sharp edge of a razor is difficult to pass over; thus the wise say the path to Salvation is hard." - Title page.

"I'm like a lost soul in this great city. I promised Louisa to spend six weeks with her, we hadn't seen one another since 1912, but I'm counting the days till I can get a back to Paris. It's the only place in the world for a civilized man to live. My dear fellow, d'you know how they look upon me here? They look upon me as a freak. Savages." - Elliott, pg. 23.

"Wouldn't it be better to follow the beaten track and let what's coming to you to come? And then you think of a fellow who an hour before was full of life and fun, and he's lying dead; it's all so cruel and so meaningless. It's hard not to ask yourself what...