Realists do not fear the results of their study.

Sorrow compressed my heart, and I felt I would die, and then... Well, then I woke up.

The meanest and most hateful thing about money is that it even gives one talent.

Love is such a priceless treasure that you can buy the whole world with it, and redeem not only your own but other people's sins. Go, and do not be afraid.

But what are years, what are months!" he would exclaim. "Why count the days, when even one day is enough for man to know all happiness.

When . . . in the course of all these thousands of years has man ever acted in accordance with his own interests?

He did not know that the new life would not be given him for nothing, that he would have to pay dearly for it, that it would cost him great striving, great suffering. But that is the beginning of a new story -- the story of the gradual renewal of a man, the story of his gradual regeneration, of his passing from one world into another, of his initiation into a new unknown life. That might be the subject of a new story, but our present story is ended.