Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways.

One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.

What a silly thing love is!' said the student as he walked away. 'It is not half as useful as logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true. In fact, it is quite unpractical, and, as in this age to be practical is everything, I shall go back to philosophy and study metaphysics.' So he returned to his room and pulled out a great dusty book, and began to read.

Life is terrible. It rules us, we do not rule it.

I don't like novels that end happily. They depress me so much

Ones real life is often the life that one does not lead.

A grand passion is the privelege of people who have nothing to do.