we all have too many wheels, screws and valves to judge each other on first impressions or one or two pointers. I don't understand you, you don't understand me and we don't understand ourselves.

Better a debauched canary than a pious wolf.

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!

The wealthy are always surrounded by hangers-on; science and art are as well.

In displaying the psychology of your characters, minute particulars are essential. God save us from vague generalizations!

Useless pursuits and conversations always about the same things absorb the better part of one's time, the better part of one's strength, and in the end there is left a life grovelling and curtailed, worthless and trivial, and there is no escaping or getting away from it—just as though one were in a madhouse or prison.

In my head there is a whole army of people asking to be let out and waiting for the word of command.