Faith can move mountains; true: mountains of stupidity.

It is with fine sentiments that bad literature is made. Descend to the bottom of the well if you wish to see the stars.

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.

The itch is a mean, unconfessable, ridiculous malady; one can pity someone who is suffering ; someone who wants to scratch himself makes one laugh.

They establish distinctions and reserves which I cannot apply to myself, for I exist only as a whole; my only claim is to be natural, and the pleasure I feel in an action, I take as a sign that I ought to do it.

God depends on us. It is through us that God is achieved.

Each of us really understands in others only those feelings he is capable of producing himself.