On my way out I was even going to shake his hand, but I remembered just in time that I'd killed a man.

There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.

We're all special cases.

There is not a single true work of art that has not in the end added to the inner freedom insight and life of each person who has known and loved it.

You will always win if you make an effort, no matter how much. However, if you failed it means you were too lazy.

But above all, in order to be, never try to seem.

Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?