We can all do good deeds, but very few of us can think good thoughts.
All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.
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.
The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.
Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends