Every tiny part of us cries out against the idea of dying, and hopes to live forever.

Is not man himself the most unsettled of all the creatures of the earth? What is this trembling sensation that is intensified with each ascending step in the natural order?

I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.

Nature is honest, we aren't; we embalm our dead.

To believe in God is to know that all the rules will be fair, and that there will be wonderful surprises.

Murderers, in general, are people who are consistent, people who are obsessed with one idea and nothing else.

Behind everything we feel, there is always a sense of fear.