The advocates of a criminal are seldom artists enough to turn the beautiful terribleness of the deed to the advantage of the doer.

Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.

We must beware of one who is in a passion against us as of one who has once sought our life; for the fact that we still live is due to the absence of power to kill, - if looks could kill, we should have been dead long ago.

Mistrust those in whom the urge to punish is strong.

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

We no longer love our knowledge enough once we have passed it on.

In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.