This is the precept by which I have lived: Prepare for the worst; expect the best; and take what comes.

For the possibilities of being different from what one is are infinite. Once one has negated oneself, however, there are no longer any particular choices.

A life spent entirely in public, in the presence of others, becomes, as we would say, shallow. While it retains its visibility, it loses its quality of rising into sight from some darker ground which must remain hidden if it is not to lose its depth in a very real, non-subjective sense.

Few girls are as well shaped as a good horse.

The end of rebellion is liberation, while the end of revolution is the foundation of freedom.

We all carry fault within.

... the loss of belief in future states is politically, though certainly not spiritually, the most significant distinction betweenour present period and the centuries before. And this loss is definite. For no matter how religious our world may turn again, or how much authentic faith still exists in it, or how deeply our moral values may be rooted in our religious systems, the fear of hell is no longer among the motives which would prevent or stimulate the actions of a majority.