But man is a fickle and disreputable creature and perhaps, like a chess-player, is interested in the process of attaining his goal rather than the goal itself.

The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.

I did not understand that she was hiding her feelings under irony, that this is usually the last refuge of modest and chaste-souled people when the privacy of their soul is coarsely and intrusively invaded, and that their pride makes them refuse to surrender till the last moment and shrink from giving expression to their feelings before you. to have guessed the truth from the timidity with which she had repeatedly approached her sarcasm, only bringing herself to utter it at last with an effort.

Suppose, gentleman, that man is not stupid.

It is necessary that every man have at least somewhere to go. For there are times when one absolutely must go at least somewhere!

I will put up with any mockery rather than pretend that I am satisfied when I am hungry.

I wanted to discuss the suffering of humanity in general, but perhaps we'd better confine ourselves to the sufferings of children.