An education is like a crumbling building that needs constant upkeep with repairs and additions.

Life has a way of overgrowing its achievements as well as its ruins.

Society soon grows used to any state of things which is imposed upon it without explanation.

After all, one knows one's weak points so well, that it's rather bewildering to have the critics overlook them and invent others.

The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

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.

Life's just a perpetual piecing together of broken bits.