Heaping glowing coals on another person's head is usually misunderstood and comes to nothing because the other person knows just as well that he is in the right and has also given some thought on his own part to heaping coals.

Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.

Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?

To our strongest impulse, to the tyrant in us, not only our reason but also our conscience yields.

The heart and hand of those who always mete out become callous from always meting out.

Human, all too human.

What we call truths are just those errors that we cannot give up.