We live, I regret to say, in an age of Big Data hype.
Society exists only as a mental concept; in the real world there are only individuals.
Pleasures may turn a heart to stone, riches may make it callous, but sorrows cannot break it. Hearts live by being wounded.
The old-fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out.
He made me see what Life is, and what Death signifies, and why Love is stronger than both.
When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.