My friend was about to introduce me when she looked at me and smiled and said, "Whose little boy are you?"

Confronted with the impossibility of remaining faithful to one's beliefs, and the equal impossibility of becoming free of them, one can be driven to the most inhuman excesses.

The questions which one asks oneself begin, at least, to illuminate the world, and become one's key to the experience of others.

Know from whence you came. If you know whence you came, there are absolutely no limitations to where you can go.

Trust life, and it will teach you, in joy and sorrow, all you need to know.

Rage can only with difficulty, and never entirely, be brought under the domination of the intelligence, and therefore is not susceptible to any arguments whatsoever.

There are few things under heaven more unnerving than the silent, accumulating contempt and hatred of a people.