In Varenka, she realized that one has but to forget oneself and love others, and one will be calm, happy, and noble.

When you love someone, you love the person as they are, and not as you'd like them to be.

Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.

Seize the moments of happiness, love and be loved! That is the only reality in the world, all else is folly.

Wrong does not cease to be wrong because the majority share in it.

A man is like a fraction whose numerator is what he is and whose denominator is what he thinks of himself. The larger the denominator, the smaller the fraction.

Everybody wants to change the world, but nobody thinks about changing himself.

Once we're thrown off our habitual paths, we think all is lost, but it's only here that the new and the good begins.

An arrogant person considers himself perfect. This is the chief harm of arrogance. It interferes with a person's main task in life—becoming a better person.

Real wisdom is not the knowledge of everything, but the knowledge of which things in life are necessary, which are less necessary, and which are completely unnecessary to know.

Men pray to the Almighty to relieve poverty. But poverty comes not from God's laws-it is blasphemy of the worst kind to say that. Poverty comes from man's injustice to his fellow man.

The European reaction to Obama is a European delusion.

I wait in fear, as the shadows draw near, spreading over the sky, will I live or die?

I was born in Wales but I'm not Welsh - I'm English.

I think any hardship is better than pretending to do what one is paid for, and never really doing it.

Farewell, too little, and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own.

A lot of student films in art shows are samey. It's a look at the life of someone making these boring films.

It's funny - there's nothing that stops you laughing like the sight of other people laughing about something else.

The youth of today are the leaders of tomorrow.

Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face.

We are all Michaelangelos.