…the majority of men do not think in order to know the truth, but in order to assure themselves that the life which they lead, and which is agreeable and habitual to them, is the one which coincides with the truth.

She did not want to talk of her sorrow, but with that sorrow in her heart she could not talk of outside matters.

Progress consists only in the greater clarification of answers to the basic questions of life.

By words one transmits thoughts to another, by means of art, one transmits feelings.

He who has a mistaken idea of life, will always have a mistaken idea of death.

He had the unlucky capacity many men have of seeing and believing in the possibility of goodness and truth, but of seeing the evil and falsehood of life too clearly to take any serious part in it.

Always the same. Now a spark of hope flashes up, then a sea of despair rages, and always pain; always pain, always despair, and always the same.