Dear, sweet, unforgettable childhood!

In all the universe nothing remains permanent and unchanged but the spirit.

What's the use of talking? You can see for yourself that this is a barbarous country; the people have no morals; and the boredom!

Wherever there is degeneration and apathy, there also is sexual perversion, cold depravity, miscarriage, premature old age, grumbling youth, there is a decline in the arts, indifference to science, and injustice in all its forms.

At the door of every happy person there should be a man with a hammer whose knock would serve as a constant reminder of the existence of unfortunate people.

He always seemed to women different from what he was, and they loved in him not himself, but the man created by their imagination, whom they had been eagerly seeking all their lives; and afterwards, when they noticed their mistake, they loved him all the same.

Try to reason about love, and you will lose your reason.