But I cannot love her as I did, because she is not open, because she withholds what matters, because she makes me, with her pride or her madness, live a lie.

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

For my true thoughts have spent more time in your company than in anyone else's, these last two or three months, and where my thoughts are, there am I, in truth".

Outside our small safe place flies mystery.

Funny way to spend your life, though, studying another chap's versifying.

That is human nature, that people come after you, willingly enough, provided only that you no longer love or want them.

My Solitude is my Treasure, the best thing I have. I hesitate to go out. If you opened the little gate, I would not hop away—but oh how I sing in my gold cage.

All scholars are a bit mad. All obsessions are dangerous.

You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo

I'm here because she's here, and she belongs to me. ~Rephaim

The problems of rebellious youth can be traced to homes where the mother disobeyed the father or showed lack of respect for his authority.

The good news is that economists are intelligent, engaging and often charming folks. The bad news is their work is often of little use to investors.

By rubbing up against the world, I define myself to myself.

Before a brain can register a thought, a mind must think it... every step of the way is mind over matter... We override our brains all the time.

I'm kinda doing a lot of stuff.

France is an old country that needs to wake up.

I don't believe I'm selfish in any way.

As yet, Bernard Shaw hasn't become prominent enough to have any enemies, but none of his friends like him.

It is only to those who have never lived that death ever can seems beautiful.