Illusions are like umbrellas - you no sooner get them than you lose them, and the loss always leaves a little painful wound.

In the conduct of life we make use of deliberation to justify ourselves in doing what we want to do.

No affectation of peculiarity can conceal a commonplace mind.

So long as some are strong and some are weak, the weak will be driven to the wall.

She could not admit but that he had remarkable qualities, sometimes she thought that there was even in him a strange and unattractive greatness; it was curious then that she could not love him, but loved still a man whose worthlessness was now so clear to her.

The future will one day be the present and will seem as unimportant as the present does now.

Writing is the supreme solace.