“Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.”

Surely, to think your own the only wisdom, and yours the only word, the only will, betrays a shallow spirit, an empty heart.

Hide nothing, for time, which sees all and hears all, exposes all.

There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled?

The truth is always the strongest argument.

Chance never helps those who do not help themselves.

For whoever knows how to return a kindness he has received must be a friend above all price.

But the power of destiny is something awesome; neither wealth, nor Ares, nor a tower, nor dark-hulled ships might escape it.

When I do not understand, I like to say nothing.

Sleep’s the only medicine that gives ease.

What people believe prevails over the truth.

If my body is enslaved, still my mind is free.

I would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating.

Stranger in a strange country.

It is hope that maintains most of mankind.

Money: There’s nothing in the world so demoralizing as money.

What you can’t enforce, do not command.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

Find me someone who has gone to the darkest parts of their own character where they were so close to their own self-destruction and found a way to get up and out of it, and I will bow on my knees to you. You’re my teacher.

A bad word from a colleague can darken a whole day. We need encouragement a lot more than we admit, even to ourselves.

My breaths give out the stench of dark black pain, that rooted from the poison you gifted me with love.

I seek out the good but keep my senses on alert but then there are moments when all I want to do is drown in the sea.

Darkness attracts me, it’s the only time, I can cry in peace.

The problem of the twentieth century is the problem of the color-line, — the relation of the darker to the lighter races of men in Asia and Africa, in America and the islands of the sea.

And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.