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

Bad people are to be found everywhere, but even among the worst there may be something good.

You know, my boy, he said, it's impossible to love men such as they are. And yet we must. So try to do good to men by doing violence to your feelings, holding your nose, and shutting your eyes, especially shutting your eyes. Endure their villainy without anger, as much as possible; try to remember that you're a man too. For, if you're even a little above average intelligence, you'll have the propensity to judge people severely. Men are vile by nature and they'd rather love out of fear. Don't give in to such love: despise it always.

And in fact you're not like everyone else: you weren't ashamed just now to confess bad and even ridiculous things about yourself. Who would confess such things nowadays? No one, and people have even stopped feeling any need for self-judgment.

From a hundred rabbits you can't make a horse.

Just take a look around you: Blood is flowing in rivers and in such a jolly way you’d think it was champagne.

I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.