In a century or two, or in a millennium, people will live in a new way, a happier way. We won"t be there to see it - but it"s why we live, why we work. It"s why we suffer. We"re creating it. That"s the purpose of our existence. The only happiness we can know is to work toward that goal.

To believe in God is not hard. Inquisitors, Byron and Arakcheev believed in Him. No, believe in man!

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

The personal life of every individual is based on secrecy, and perhaps it is partly for that reason that civilized man is so nervously anxious that personal privacy should be respected.

I have no will of my own. Never did. Limp and lily-livered, I always obey - is it possible that's attractive to women?

After us they'll fly in hot air balloons, coat styles will change, perhaps they'll discover a sixth sense and cultivate it, but life will remain the same, a hard life full of secrets, but happy. And a thousand years from now man will still be sighing, "Oh! Life is so hard!" and will still, like now, be afraid of death and not want to die.

I do not know why one should not hunt two hares even in the literal sense....