I was oppressed with a sense of vague discontent and dissatisfaction with my own life, which was passing so quickly and uninterestingly, and I kept thinking it would be a good thing if I could tear my heart out of my breast, that heart which had grown so weary of life.

These people have learned not from books, but in the fields, in the wood, on the river bank. Their teachers have been the birds themselves, when they sang to them, the sun when it left a glow of crimson behind it at setting, the very trees, and wild herbs.

I agree that one can't dispense with the reins and the whip altogether, for knaves find their way even into literature, but no thinking will discover a better police for literature than the critics and the author's own conscience.

The task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.

When men ask me how I know so much about men, they get a simple answer: everything I know about men, I learned from me.

No psychologist should pretend to understand what he does not understand... Only fools and charlatans know everything and understand nothing.

Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.