A people represents not so much an aggregate of ideas and theories as of obsessions.

The universal view melts things into a blur.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

Josh Mendel has a secret. Unfortunately, everyone knows what it is.

I'm all for alternative forms of energy, including wind, including solar, et cetera. But we need much more than wind and solar.

Beauty is but skin deep, ugly to the bone. And when beauty fades away, ugly claims its own.

Fame is rot; daughters are the thing.

Whatever the Way, the master of strategy does not appear fast….Of course, slowness is bad. Really skillful people never get out of time, and are always deliberate, and never appear busy.

Even with the trials of life, because of the Savior's Atonement and his grace, righteous living will be rewarded with personal peace.

Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.

trantulus casually roasted a marshmallow and reached out for it but the marshmallow commited sucide and dived into the flames.

Business is the real test of the moral life.

You can resent your bald spot or be glad you have a head