The burden of this world is too great for one man to bear, and the world’s sorrow too heavy for one heart to suffer.

Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone.

Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attractiveness of others.

All thought is immoral. Its very essence is destruction. If you think of anything, you kill it. Nothing survives being thought of.

The sin was mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing desultory wave Frets with its restless whirls this meagre strand.

An opinion is not necesarily correct just because you're willing to die for it.

I have never learned anything except from people younger than myself.