The unhappy are egotistical, base, unjust, cruel, and even less capable of understanding one another than are idiots. Unhappinessdoes not unite people, but separates them.

It always seems to the brothers and the father that their brother or son didn't marry the right person.

I swear fearfully at the conventions of the stage.

The aim of fiction is absolute and honest truth.

I am now and have always been a stranger to the realm of practical matters.

We go to great pains to alter life for the happiness of our descendants and our descendants will say as usual: things used to be so much better, life today is worse than it used to be.

In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly. But with human beings it is the other way round: a lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.