Litigants can spend themselves into homelessness while still wearing silk ties

Evidence

Schlichtmann lost his condominium on New Year’s Day. The next morning, a bitterly cold day in January, with the snow mounded in great heaps on the Boston sidewalks, Schlichtmann moved into the office. Although not without shelter, he had finally become homeless. He put his Dmitri suits in the reception-room closet, his silk ties and Bally shoes in the closet by the bathroom. He slept on a foldout couch in Crowley’s office. He made herbal tea every night in the kitchen and watched television in the conference room. “It doesn’t bother me living here,” he said. “I’m a man of extremes. It’s the middle ground I can’t stand.” — , Harr Jonathan - A Civil Action, 2946

Categorization

• CANDY: A lawyer sleeps on a foldout couch in his own office, keeps his Bally shoes in the bathroom closet, and calls it a life of extremes.
• APHORISMS: ‘I’m a man of extremes. It’s the middle ground I can’t stand’ — a self-diagnosis that reads as both boast and warning about how obsession consumes a life.