I am too fond of reading books to care to write them.

The past could always be annihilated. Regret, denial, or forgetfulness could do that. But the future was inevitable.

If you are not long, I will wait for you all my life.

Self-denial is simply a method by which arrests his progress, and self-sacrifice a survival of the mutilation of the savage.

And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand, The hand that held the steel: For only blood can wipe out blood, And only tears can heal

The trouble with the lower classes is that they lack the sense of tragedy given to them by the upper classes.

What is said of man is nothing; the point is, who says it.