I share no man's opinions; I have my own.

Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late. It can give no pleasure, yet it deprives you of that most precious of rights - the right to swear and curse at your fate!

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

We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.

Nature cares nothing for logic, our human logic: she has her own, which we do not recognize and do not acknowledge until we are crushed under its wheel

It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.

I'm incapable of describing the feeling with which I left. I wouldn't want it ever to be repeated, but I would have considered myself unfortunate if I'd never experienced it.