The Christian resolution to find the world ugly and bad has made the world ugly and bad.
What? A great man? I only ever see the ape of his own ideal.
In his lonely solitude, the solitary man feeds upon himself; in the thronging multitude, the many feed upon him. Now choose.
I hate who steals my solitude, without really offer me in exchange company.
Childhood and youth are ends in themselves, not stages.
One must not let oneself be misled: they say 'Judge not!' but they send to Hell everything that stands in their way.