I don't want to be a genius-I have enough problems just trying to be a man.

Men like us are good and proud and strong...if we had a faith, a God, nothing could undermine us. But we had nothing, we had to learn everything, and living for honor alone has its weaknesses.

Old married people look so much alike that they have the same number of hairs in their ears.

Men are convinced of your arguments, your sincerity, and the seriousness of your efforts only by your death.

Friendship is not so simple. It is hard to get and takes a long time, but when one ha it one cannot get rid of it, one has to face it.

How had I not seen that there was nothing more important than an execution, and that when you come right down to it, it was the only thing a man could truly be interested in?

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking.