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.

We can all do good deeds, but very few of us can think good thoughts.

But here's the worst part: the trick to life lies in hiding from those we hold most dear how much they mean to is; if not, we'd lose them.

Idleness makes hours pass slowly and years swiftly. Activity makes the hours short and the years long.

Woman gives herself as a prize to the weak and as a prop to the strong and no man ever has what he should.

One stops being a child when one realizes that telling one's trouble does not make it any better.

The cadence of suffering has begun. Every evening at dusk, my heart constricts until night has come.