People are discontent; men are troubled; and the literature is excellent.

A friend loves you for your intelligence, a mistress for your charm, but your family's love is unreasoning; you were born into it and are of its flesh and blood. Nevertheless it can irritate you more than any group of people in the world.

Self-pity comes so naturally to all of us.

The need to express one's self in writing springs from a maladjustment of life, or from an inner conflict which the adolescent (or the grown man) cannot resolve in action.

Modesty and unselfishness - these are the virtues which men praise - and pass by.

Experience is valuable only when it has brought suffering and when the suffering has left its mark upon both body and mind.

If, in New York, you arrive late for an appointment, say, "I took a taxi".