Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it.

The real unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, without anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present - they are real.

If you make it plain you like people, it's hard for them to resist liking you back.

I take it as a man's duty to restrain himself.

I don't confuse greatness with perfection. To be great anyhow is the higher achievement.

How could you be a Great Man if history brought you no Great Events, or brought you to them at the wrong time, too young, too old?

Your Reverence, I do not hate any man in this world enough to inflict the results of my prayers upon him.