Truth is independent of facts always.

Nature, which makes nothing durable, always repeats itself so that nothing which it makes may be lost.

I can believe anything provided it is quite incredible.

We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.

A beautiful woman risking everything for a mad passion. A few wild weeks of happiness cut short by a hideous, treacherous crime. Months of voiceless agony, and then a child born in pain. The mother snatched away by death, the boy left to solitude and the tyranny of an old and loveless man. Yes, it was an interesting background. It posed the lad, made him more perfect as it were. Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.

An egg is always an adventure; the next one may be different.

But what world says that [I'm wicked]? It can only be the next world. This world and I are on excellent terms.