Madness is only a variety of mental nonconformity and we are all individualists here.

to comfort any mortal against loneliness, one other is enough.

The best fish in the world are of course those one catches oneself.

We cannot live without the Earth or apart from it, and something is shrivelled in a man's heart when he turns away from it and concerns himself only with the affairs of men

Now he understood. This was death. Death was a silence that gave back no answer.

Madness is only a variety of mental nonconformity and we are all individualists here.

He who tries to forget a woman, never loved her