“Afraid of decision, I buried my finer feelings in the depths of my heart and they died there.”

O vanity! you are the lever by means of which Archimedes wished to lift the earth!

I was ready to love the whole world, but no one understood me, and I learned to hate.

Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.

We survive on novelty, so much less demanding than commitment.

He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.

We almost always forgive those we understand.

I was born, so that the whole world could be a spectator Of my triumph or my doom.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman’s heart in particular.

Passions are merely ideas in their initial stage.

Happiness comes the way the wind blows.

I want to reconcile myself with heaven, I want to love, I want to pray, I want to believe in good.

One should never spurn a penitent criminal: in his despair he may become twice as much a criminal as before.

No good ever becomes of a man who forgets an old friend.

For what did the creator prepare me,Why did he so terribly contradict, The hopes of my youth?

And I, as I lived, in an alien land, Will die a slave and an orphan.

Women love only those whom they do not know!

The rate of change of scientific hypothesis is naturally much more rapid than that of Biblical interpretations, so that if an interpretation is founded on such an hypothesis, it may help to keep the hypothesis above ground long after it ought to be buried and forgotten.

I serve dinner in three phases: serve the food, clear the table, bury the dead.

The treasury could fill old bottles with banknotes and bury them, and leave it to private enterprises on well-tried principles of laissez-faire to dig the notes up again.

All an agent is going to do is buy things for a player, damage his eligibility, and make the player dependent on them.

I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.

The next war… may well bury Western civilization forever.

they’ve got television and the electronic games that they can bury themselves in like ostriches. They don’t have to pay attention to what’s going on in the world around them.

We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.