Everyone lives by selling something.

Let any man speak long enough, he will get believers.

And every day when I've been good, I get an orange after food.

There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.

Our affections and beliefs are wiser than we; the best that is in us is better than we can understand; for it is grounded beyond experience, and guides us, blindfold but safe, from one age on to another.

You can read Kant by yourself, if you wanted to; but you must share a joke with someone else.

Under the strain of this continually impending doom and by the sleeplessness to which I now condemned myself, ay, even beyond what I had thought possible to man, I became, in my own person, a creature eaten up and emptied by fever, languidly weak both in body and mind, and solely occupied by one thought: the horror of my other self.