living for oneself is a bad thing. The keenest intellectual pleasure comes from being able to return to the self after being absent from it for a spell. But living all the time inside the self, that most tyrannical, demanding and capricious of companions - no, one shouldn't do it.

... what is there over which the incomparable beauty of childhood would not triumph?

honesty dies in selling itself.

It is a mistake to regard age as a downhill grade toward dissolution. The reverse is true. As one grows older, one climbs with surprising strides.

Discouragement seizes us only when we can no longer count on chance.

I'm not full of virtues and noble qualities. I love, but I love strongly, exclusive, stedfasty.

The most honest of men is the one who thinks and acts best, but the most powerful is the one who writes and speaks best.