A special form of misery had begun to oppress him of late. There was nothing poignant, nothing acute about it; but there was a feeling of permanence, of eternity about it; it brought a foretaste of hopeless years of this cold leaden misery, a foretaste of an eternity "on a square yard of space.

Man is tormented by no greater anxiety than to find someone quickly to whom he can hand over that great gift of freedom with which the ill-fated creature is born.

Fathers, provoke not your children to wrath.

Of course I shall go astray often...for who does not make mistakes? But I cannot go far wrong for I have seen the truth.

The more conscious I was of goodness and of all that was 'sublime and beautiful,'the more deeply I sank into my mire and the more ready I was to sink in it altogether.

Put away your gods and come and worship ours, or we will kill you and your gods!

Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!