If it were considered desirable to destroy a human being, the only thing necessary would be to give his work a character of uselessness

Dreams seem to be spurred on not by reason but by desire, not by the head but by the heart, and yet what complicated tricks my reason has played sometimes in dreams.

If you were to destroy the belief in immortality in mankind, not only love but every living force on which the continuation of all life in the world depended, would dry up at once.

In such situations, of course, people don't nurse their anger silently, they moan aloud; but these are not frank, straightforward moans, there is a kind of cunning malice in them, and that's the whole point. Those very moans express the sufferer's delectation; if he did not enjoy his moans, he wouldn't be moaning.

It is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool's paradise.

I believe the best definition of man is the ungrateful biped.

Drive nature out of the door and it will fly in at the window