Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man.
Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.
Even a fool learns something once it hits him.
How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.
For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother.
A man who has been through bitter experiences and travelled far enjoys even his sufferings after a time.
There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.
Give me a place to stand and I will move the earth.
Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.
I didn’t lie! I just created fiction with my mouth!
Sleep, delicious and profound, the very counterfeit of death.
Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away.
I had discovered that learning something, no matter how complex, wasn’t hard when I had a reason to want to know it.
Life is largely a matter of expectation.
My name is Nobody.
But now, as it is, sorrows, unending sorrows must surge within your heart as well – for your own son’s death. Never again will you embrace him stiding home. My spirit rebels – I’ve lost the will to live, to take my stand in the world of men –.
All I’ve done is give you a book,” she said. “You have to have the courage to learn what’s inside it.