Wherever there is a man who exercises authority, there is a man who resists authority.

Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day.

With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?

Friendship never forgets. That is the wonderful thing about it.

One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar.

I can stand brute force, but brute reason is quite unbearable. There is something unfair about its use. It is hitting below the intellect.

If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.