Our body is a machine for living.

He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered, with difficulty recognizing in it the beauty for which he picked and ruined it. And in spite of this he felt that then, when his love was stronger, he could, if he had greatly wished it, have torn that love out of his heart; but now when as at that moment it seemed to him he felt no love for her, he knew that what bound him to her could not be broken.

All governments are in equal measure good and evil. The best ideal is anarchy.

It seems as though mankind has forgotten the laws of its divine Saviour, Who preached love and forgiveness of injuries—and that men attribute the greatest merit to skill in killing one another.

Here I am...wanting to accomplish something and completely forgetting it must all end--that there is such a thing as death.

Regard the society of women as a necessary unpleasantness of social life, and avoid it as much as possible.

... women are the pivot round which the world turns.