What you don't understand is that it is possible to be an atheist, it is possible not to know if God exists or why He should, and yet to believe that man does not live in a state of nature but in history, and that history as we know it now began with Christ, it was founded by Him on the Gospels.

To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.

And remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.

But the division in him was a sorrow and a torment, and he became accustomed to it only as one gets used to an unhealed and frequently reopened wound.

An unshared happiness is not happiness.

The writer is the Faust of modern society, the only surviving individualist in a mass age. To his orthodox contemporaries he seems a semi-madman.

We're all time's captives, hostages to eternity.