For every man in the world functions to the best of his ability, and no one does less than his best, no matter what he may think about it.

I shall revenge myself in the cruelest way you can imagine. I shall forget it.

It is better to sit in appreciative contemplation of a world in which beauty is eternally supported on a foundation of ugliness: cut out the support, and beauty will sink from sight.

There's a responsibility in being a person. It's more than just taking up space where air would be.

You know how advice is. You only want it if it agrees with what you wanted to do anyway.

This you may say of man - when theories change and crash, when schools, philosophies, when narrow dark alleys of thought, national, religious, economic, grow and disintegrate, man reaches, stumbles forward, painfully, mistakenly sometimes. Having stepped forward, he may slip back, but only half a step, never the full step back.

For every man in the world functions to the best of his ability, and no one does less than his best, no matter what he may think about it.