Adevărata viață a unui om este aceea care i se acordă în mintea altora pe baza respectului sau a dragostei firești.

Sentimentul continuității vieții se bazează pe neînsemnate impresii corporale. Banalitățile vieții cotidiene constituie o armură pentru suflet.

Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear.

A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea.

A train of thought is never false. The falsehood lies deep in the necessities of existence.

Like a flash of lightning between the clouds, we live in the flicker.

A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.

The last thing a woman will consent to in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.

It’s extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it’s just as well; and it may be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and so welcome.