Life [had] replaced logic.

To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.

I have no self-respect. But can a man of acute sensibility respect himself at all?

By interpreting freedom as the propagation and immediate gratification of needs, people distort their own nature, for they engender in themselves a multitude of pointless and foolish desires, habits, and incongruous stratagems. Their lives are motivated only by mutual envy, sensuality, and ostentation.

We always imagine eternity as something beyond our conception, something vast, vast! But why must it be vast?

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.

Grown-up people do not know that a child can give exceedingly good advice even in the most difficult case.