The one who is happy, that's the one who is right.

We're asleep until we love.

People understand the meaning of eating lies in the nourishment of the body only when they cease to consider that the object of that activity is pleasure. ...People understand the meaning of art only when they cease to consider that the aim of that activity is beauty, i.e., pleasure.

Men are so accustomed to maintaining external order by violence that they cannot conceive of life being possible without violence.

I love her not with my mind or my imagination, but with my whole being. Loving her I feel myself to be an integral part of all God's joyous world.

Pretence about anything sometimes deceives the wisest and shrewdest man, but, however cunningly it is hidden, a child of the meanest capacity feels it and is repelled by it.

Man by violating his own feelings becomes cruel. And how deeply seated in the human heart is the injunction not to take life.