Человек недостойный

When the two of us met face to face it was as if we immediately metamorphosed into dogs of the same shape and pelt, and we bounded out through the steets covered with fallen snow.

...I had begun to entertain faintly in my breast the sweet notion that perhaps there was a chance I might turn one of these days into a human being and be spared the necessity of a horrible death...

I creved desperately some great savege joy, no matter how immense the suffering that might ensue...

I felt pity and contempt for the self which until yesterday had accepted such hypothetical situations as eminently factual scientific truths and was teriffied by them.

What is society but an individual?

Most women have only to lay eyes on you to want to be doing something for you so badly they can't stand it...

...blown about and ripped by the dusty spring wind, it (the kite) nevertheless clung tenaciously to the wires, as if in affirmation of something.

..I...was the only one completely left out...

...it comes as a shock if by chance I notice in the street a face resembling someone I know however slightly, and I am at once seized by a shivering violent enoug to make me dizzy.

...the manner of speech of everybody in the world - held strange, elusive complexities, intricately presented with overtones of vagueness...