I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy. - J. D. Salinger

I privately say to you, old friend... please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).

The thing is, it's really hard to be roommates with people if your suitcases are much better than theirs — if yours are really good ones and theirs aren't. You think if they're intelligent and all, the other person, and have a good sense of humor, that they don't give a damn whose suitcases are better, but they do. They really do.

I’m not going to bed after all. Somebody around here hath murdered sleep. Good for him.