If life were organized, there would be no need for art.
So long as we live among men, let us cherish humanity.
Each thought becomes an anxiety in my brain. I am becoming the ugliest of all things: a busy man.
It is easier to lead men to combat, stirring up their passion, than to restrain them and direct them toward the patient labors of peace.
There are very few monsters who warrant the fear we have of them.
Do not think your truth can be found by anyone else.