The story of mankind began in a garden and ended in revelations.

It is not the perfect, but the imperfect, who have need of love.

we always misunderstood ourselves, and rarely understood others

Freedom, individualism and being yourself so long as you don't hurt another's physical person or property: The true artist is a man who believes absolutely in himself, because he is absolutely himself.

All trials are trials for one's life, just as all sentences are sentences of death.

To regret one’s own experiences is to arrest one’s own development. To deny one’s own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one’s own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.

The worst of having a romance of any kind is that it leaves one so unromantic.