What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance?

Life is painful, nasty and short.. in my case it has only been painful and nasty.

The very condition of Woman is so subject to Hazard, so complex, and so grievous, that to place her at one moment is but to displace her at the next.

None of us suffers as much as we should, or loves as much as we say. Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

My war brought me many things; let yours bring you as much. Life is not to be told, call it as loud as you like, it will not tell itself. No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into, and remember Lady Macbeth, who had her mind in her hand. We can't all be as safe as that.

We are but skin about a wind, with muscles clenched against mortality.

Too great a sense of identity makes a man feel he can do no wrong. And too little does the same.