Money brings you food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends.

It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and lifeless old beliefs, and so forth. They have no vitality, but they cling to us all the same, and we can't get rid of them.

It is no use lying to one's self.

I must make up my mind which is right – society or I.

In your power, all the same. Subject to your will and your demands. No longer free! No! That's a thought I'll never endure! Never.

A marriage based on full confidence, based on complete and unqualified frankness on both sides; they are not keeping anything back; there's no deception underneath it all. If I might so put it, it's an agreement for the mutual forgiveness of sin.

Friends are to be feared, not so much for what they make us do as what they keep us from doing.