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But naturally you can't always be rational.

Everything is true and yet nothing is true!

Anyway it was an idea of mother's...that you ended up getting used to everything.

…there’s no cure for old age.

One day you'll know how happy you were.

Catholicism begat atheism.

You are a mediocrity to end all mediocrity! You are pompous with it and unquestioning...Not a single original thought is destined to pass either through your mind or your heart ever. But your envy knows no limits. You are firmly convinced you are a supreme genius, though you too have your moments of doubts, and then anger and envy take over.

A run-of-the-mill dullard would, for instance, find it the easiest thing in the world to imagine he was an extraordinary and original person and derive pleasure therefrom without a moment's hesitation.

The instinct of self-preservation and the urge to self-destruction are equally strong in man.

I've always been an artist at heart.

But I'm not fit for society.

The Prince, like all self-effacing people in such circumstances, was so embarrassed at the effrontery of others, so taken aback by the conduct of his visitors, that for a time he could not even pluck up the courage to look at them.

...and it struck me precisely because no matter how many non-believers I had met and how many of their books I had read, it always seemed that what they said and wrote, was forever short of the mark, although on the face of it, it seemed to make sense.

Your love is indistinguishable from your hatred.

An educated man, but beyond all help.