I looked at her for three seconds, or five perhaps, with fearful hatred-that hate which is only a hair's-breath from love, from the maddest love!

The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.

What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.

Drive nature out of the door and it will fly in at the window

Loving someone is different from being in love with someone. You can hate someone you're in love with

They have succeeded in accumulating a greater mass of objects, but the joy in the world has grown less.

Love the animals. God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Don't trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent.

But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt.

Fathers, provoke not your children to wrath.

How good life is when one does something good and just!

Schoolboys are a merciless race, individually they are angels, but together, especially in schools, they are often merciless.

My reading list grows exponentially. Every time I read a book, it'll mention three other books I feel I have to read. It's like a particularly relentless series of pop-up ads.

It’s your own personal statement of who you want to become, based on how you wish to be remembered.

He laughed, a big, open-mouthed laugh that made her think of words beginning with the letter O.

Lay a golden egg.After you built a nest, You wait for a leg.And you land next. Now you hope and pray.Expect for the best. Go on with no delay. Get it right at last.

We who have been true readers all our life fully realize the enormous of our being which we owe to authors.

Books are as useful to a stupid person as a mirror is useful to a blind person.

And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.

It is exciting to hear one of your fondest ideas formulated in one fell swoop, better than you could have done yourself.

I don't want to sound like everybody else.

Intellectual curiosity about one's own illness is certainly born of a desire for mastery. If I couldn't cure myself, perhaps I could at least begin to understand myself.