All human beings are commingled out of good and evil.
Some day...after I am dead, you may perhaps come to learn the right and wrong of this. I cannot tell you.
You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others...
O my poor old Harry Jekyll, if ever I read Satan's signature upon a face, it is on that of your new friend.
Jekyll had more than a father's interest; Hyde had more than a son's indifference.
I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both.
Here then, as I lay down the pen and proceed to seal up my confession, I bring the life of that unhappy Henry Jekyll to an end.
I had learned to dwell with pleasure, as a beloved daydream, on the thought of the separation of these elements.