He was the soul of politeness to everyone -- to some with a hint of aversion, to others with a hint of respect.

Death is like a fisherman, who, having caught a fish in his net, leaves it in the water for a time; the fish continues to swim about, but all the while the net is round it, and the fisherman will snatch it out in his own good time.

Whatever a person may pray for, that person prays for a miracle. Every prayer comes down to this - Almighty God, grant that two times two not equal four.

Take what you can yourself, and don't let others get you into their hands; to belong to oneself, that is the whole thing in life.

He was the soul of politeness to everyone -- to some with a hint of aversion, to others with a hint of respect.

In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.

I've become convinced that every person should treat himself strictly and even rudely and distrustfully; it's difficult to tame the beast in oneself.