What would there be in a story of happiness? Only what prepares it, only what destroys it can be told.

The less intelligent the white man is, the more stupid he thinks the black.

The most important things to say are those which often I did not think necessary for me to say - because they were too obvious.

I owe much to my friends; but, all things considered, it strikes me that I owe even more to my enemies. The real person springs life under a sting even better than under a caress.

What would there be in a story of happiness? Only what prepares it, only what destroys it can be told.

Drunkenness is never anything but a substitute for happiness.

Our judgements about things vary according to the time left us to live -that we think is left us to live.