It is thus only this personal feeling of misery that we get rid of by acts of pity.

All things that are truly great are at first thought impossible.

Intoxicating joy is it for the sufferer to look away from his suffering and forget himself. Intoxicating joy and self-forgetting, did the world once seem to me.

A good aphorism is too hard for the tooth of time, and is not worn away by all the centuries, although it serves as food for every epoch. Hence it is the greatest paradox in literature, the imperishable in the midst of change, the nourishment which always remains highly valued, as salt does, and never becomes stupid like salt.

No price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.

It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.

Show me that you are redeemed, and I will believe in your Redeemer.