And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life.

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!

To live simply to die is by no means amusing, but to live with the knowledge that you will die before your time, that's really is idiotic

Write, write, write-till your fingers break.

Everything I have written up to now is trifling compared to that which I would like to write and would write with great pleasureEither I am a fool and a self-conceited person, or I am a being capable of becoming a good writer; I am displeased and bored with everything now being written, while everything in my head interests, moves, and excites me-whence I draw the conclusion that no one is doing what is needed, and I alone know the secret of how it should be done. In all likelihood everyone who writes thinks that. In fact, the devil himself will be brought to his knees by these questions.

Nothing can be accomplished by logic and ethics.

It is not only the prisoners who grow coarse and hardened from corporal punishment, but those as well who perpetrate the act or are present to witness it.