Man is the only animal that must be encouraged to live.

When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.

Poets and writers who are in love with the superlative all want to do more than they can.

Your only problem, perhaps, is that you scream without letting yourself cry.

A man who has depths in his shame meets his destiny and his delicate decisions upon paths which few ever reach . . .

The perfect woman is a higher type of humanity than the perfect man, and also something much rarer. The natural history of animals furnishes grounds in support of this theory.

One should not go into churches if one wants to breathe pure air.