“No one ever lacks a good reason for suicide.”

Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.

You cannot insult a man more atrociously than by refusing to believe he is suffering .

A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man – the one he used to be.

What is to come will emerge only after long suffering, long silence.

The face of the night will be an old wound that reopens each evening, impassive and living. The distant silence will ache like a soul, mute, in the dark. We’ll speak to the night as it’s whispering softly.

The only joy in the world is to begin.

Suicides are timid murderers. Masochism instead of Sadism.

All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.

From someone who doesn’t want to share your destiny, you should neither accept a cigarette.

We like to have work to do, so as to have the right to rest.

Don’t mix wine and women.

You don’t remember days, you remember moments.

Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.

All our “most sacred affections ” are merely prosaic habit.

Perfect behaviour is born of complete indifference.

Lessons are not given, they are taken.

Abide in peace, banish cares, take no account of all that happens, and you will serve God according to his good pleasure and rest in him.

From silly devotions and from sour-faced saints, good Lord, deliver us.

To a brave man, good and bad luck are like his left and right hand. He uses both.

I have always heard, Sancho, that doing good to base fellows is like throwing water into the sea.

I am running for president to help create a better future. A future where everyone who wants a job can find one. Where no senior fears for the security of their retirement. An America where every parent knows that their child will get an education that leads them to a good job and a bright horizon.

Any woman can look her best if she feels good in her skin. It’s not a question of clothes or makeup. It’s how she sparkles.

I still like me, inside and out. Not in a vain way – I just feel good in my skin.

If you find it impossible to pray, hide behind your good Angel and charge him to pray in your stead.