Truth is no man's slave - but lies - what magnificent servants they make.
Marriage! ... Why, it is like living in a thimble with a hippopotamus!
It is you men who make war! ... We, who have children, would never make it! Why should a woman be broken up in pain, to give her child life, only to see him carried away from her, to make food for guns?
hurt vanity is one of the cruelest of mortal wounds.
to everything there is an end - except fear.
This is the real tragedy of mankind, that until now the spirit of man has not been able to free itself, even along the path of its own development, from the tentacles of self-deception.