"Wasn't I myself the result of many succeeding generations, and weren't their hereditary sufferings inherent in me? Wasn't the past in myself?" / "I had the dreadful sensation that I was not really alive or wholly dead. I was a living corpse, unrelated to the world of living people and at the same time deprived of the oblivion and peace of death."

My favourite opium-addicted lunatic d!ckhead driven mad by isolation living a half-life, half self annihilation.