There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.

Only connect!...Only connect the prose and the passion.

People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.

One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.

It is easy to sympathize at a distance,' said an old gentleman with a beard. 'I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.

It is easy to face Death and Fate, and the things that sound so dreadful. It is on my muddles that I look back with horror--on thethings that I might have avoided.

But this time I'm not to blame; I want you to believe that. I simply slipped into those violets. No, I want to be really truthful. I am a little to blame. The sky, you know, was gold, and the ground all blue, and for a moment he looked like some one in a book.