The difficulty is not to write, but to write what you mean.

Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.

Since hate poisons the soul, don't cherish enmities or grudges: avoid people who make you unhappy.

When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind.

You can kill the body, but not the spirit.

Anyone can carry their burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do their work, however hard, for one day.

When I was a boy, I was a bit puzzled, and hardly knew weather it was myself or the world that was curious and worth looking into. Now I know that it is myself, and stick to that.