When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.

Realism should only be the means of expression of religious genius... or, at the other extreme, the artistic expressions of monkeys which are quite satisfied with mere imitation. In fact, art is never realistic though sometimes it is tempted to be. To be really realistic a description would have to be endless.

On good days, if you trust life, life has to answer you.

At one time or another all normal people have wished their loved ones were dead.

Heroism is accessible. Happiness is more difficult.

To cut short this question of the law of retaliation, we must note that even in its primitive form it can operate only between two individuals of whom one is absolutely innocent and the other absolutely guilty. The victim, to be sure, is innocent. But can the society that is supposed to represent the victim lay claim to innocence?

One dies if necessary, one breaks rather than bending. But I bend, because I continue to love myself.