One must cease letting oneself be eaten when one tastes best: that is known to those who want to be loved long.

Only great pain is, as the teacher of great suspicion, the ultimate liberator of the spirit...I doubt whether such pain improves us-but I do know it deepens us.

The way to transmute your iron duty into gold in everyone's eyes is this: always deliver more than you promise.

Thinking about suicide is a potent consolation: it helps us to get through many a bad night.

Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders.

Error has made man so deep, sensitive, and inventive that he has put forth such blossoms as religions and arts. Pure knowledge could not have been capable of it.

A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.