A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man - the one he used to be.

Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.

Hate is always a clash between our spirit and someone else's body.

Will power is only the tensile strength of one's own disposition. One cannot increase it by a single ounce.

The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.

At great periods you have always felt, deep within you, the temptation to commit suicide. You gave yourself to it, breached your own defenses. You were a child. The idea of suicide was a protest against life; by dying, you would escape this longing for death.

Give me the ready hand rather than the ready tongue.