If I cannot be myself in what I write, then the whole is nothing but lies and humbug.
Labor and trouble one can always get through alone, but it takes two to be glad.
Rob the average man of his life-illusion, and you rob him of his happiness at the same stroke.
It is the very mark of the spirit of rebellion to crave for happiness in this life
Happiness is above all things the calm, glad certainty of innocence.
...I'm no longer prepared to accept what people say and what's written in books. I must think things out for myself, and try to find my own answer.