No, life has not disappointed me. On the contrary, I find it truer, more desirable and mysterious every year -- ever since the day when the great liberator came to me: the idea that life could be an experiment of the seeker for knowledge -- and not a duty, not a calamity, not trickery.

God is a thought who makes crooked all that is straight.

He who cannot obey himself will be commanded. That is the nature of living creatures.

I hate who steals my solitude, without really offer me in exchange company.

Which is it? Is man only a blunder of God? Or is God only a blunder of man?

Astrology presupposes that the heavenly bodies are regulated in their movements in harmony with the destiny of mortals: the moral man presupposes that that which concerns himself most nearly must also be the heart and soul of things.

The weak and misbegotten shall perish: first principle of our brotherly love. And they shall be given every assistance.