She was determined to put me out into the night as soon as possible. The usual thing. Always getting shoved out into the night like this, I said to myself, I’m bound to end up somewhere. That’s some consolation. “Chin up, Ferdinand,” I kept saying to myself, to keep up my courage. “What with being chucked out of everywhere, you’re sure to find whatever it is that scares all those bastards so. It must be at the end of the night, and that’s why they’re so dead set against going to the end of the night.”

— Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night