True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.

There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.

It is less mortifying to believe one's self unpopular than insignificant, and vanity prefers to assume that indifference is a latent form of unfriendliness.

The taste of the usual was like cinders in his mouth, and there were moments when he felt as if he were being buried alive under his future.

I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.

How I hate everything!

Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.