Pity is the most pleasant feeling in those who have not much pride and have no prospect of great conquests; for them the easy prey - and that is what all who suffer are - is enchanting.

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

There is always madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Sometimes people don't want to hear the truth because they don't want their illusions destroyed.

There are two different types of people in the world, those who want to know, and those who want to believe.

I was in darkness, but I took three steps and found myself in paradise. The first step was a good thought, the second, a good word; and the third, a good deed.

There will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping stones; it all depends on how you use them.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.

If everything is possible, then it is also possible that something is impossible.

It is important for you to understand your purpose for living on planet earth

If you see a kid in school, who is a little shy ... that's when you should reach out. When you do, you are going to open up a flower and discover something wonderful.

Fanaticism obliterates the feelings of humanity.

I do think the author ought to be able to give a good reason for the way things are in his poem. Not a bad question to ask oneself.

I don't really like groups that make the same statement over and over again. It's good, but kind of predictable.

When natural inclination develops into a passionate desire, one advances towards his goal in seven-league boots.

Wouldn't it be dreadful to live in a country where they didn't have tea?

When you get back into the editing suite in the cold light of day, the written stuff is better.

the whole purport of literature...is the notation of the heart. Style is but the faintly contemptible vessel in which the bitter liquid is recommended to the world.