Ah, if everyone was as sensitive as you! There's no girl who hasn't gone through that. And it's all so unimportant!

Every man had his personal habits, passions, and impulses toward goodness, beauty, and truth.

When you understand that you will die to-morrow, if not to-day, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant!... So one goes on living, amusing oneself with hunting, with work - anything so as not think of death

The march of humanity, springing as it does from an infinite multitude of individual wills, is continuous.

Whenever my life came to a halt, the questions would arise: Why? And what next?

How important the concept of God is, and how instead of valuing what has been given us, we with light hearts spurn it because of absurdities that have been attached to it.

In difficult circumstances always act on first impressions.