One cannot revoke a true happiness.

when the German propaganda tries to be winsome it is like a clown with homicidal mania - ludicrous and terrifying both at once.

How dreadful it is that because of our wills we can never love anything without messing it around! We couldn’t even love a tree, a stone even; for sooner or later we should be pruning the tree or chipping a bit off the stone.

Of all damnable offenses preaching prudence to the young is the most damnable.

Truth has beauty, power, and necessity.

It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies.

Love is the only real patriation, and without one's dear one sits in a dreary and boring exile.