The truth is, I hoped the cure would dislike me. I tried to think of disagreeable things to say to him -- I could hit on nothing that wasn't charming. It's wonderful how hard I find it not to be fascinating.

I find just as much profit in cultivating my hates as my loves.

Man's responsibility increases as that of the gods decreases.

There are very few monsters who warrant the fear we have of them.

Then you think that one can keep a hopeless love in one's heart for so long as that?...And that life can breathe upon it every day, without extinguishing it?

To what a degree the same past can leave different marks - and especially admit of different interpretations.

Those who have never been ill are incapable of real sympathy for a great many misfortunes