I am a sick man...I am a spiteful man. An unattractive man. I think that my liver hurts.

People really do like seeing their best friends humiliated; a large part of the friendship is based on humiliation; and that is an old truth,well known to all intelligent people.

I've long stopped worrying about who invented whom - God man or man God.

This pleasure comes precisely from the sharpest awareness of your own degradation; from the knowledge that you have gone to the utmost limit; that it is despicable, yet cannot be otherwise; that you no longer have any way out; that you will never become a different man.

We are born dead, and we are becoming more and more contented with our condition. We are acquiring the taste for it.

At some thoughts one stands perplexed, especially at the sight of men's sin, and wonders whether one should use force or humble love. Always decide to use humble love. If you resolve on that once for all, you may subdue the whole world.

It is amazing what one ray of sunshine can do for a man!