“Indeed there has never been any explanation of the ebb and flow in our veins--of happiness and unhappiness.”

“It seems that a profound, impartial, and absolutely just opinion of our fellow-creatures is utterly unknown. Either we are men, or we are women. Either we are cold, or we are sentimental. Either we...”

“It is no use trying to sum people up.”

“They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, and the dying draw comfort from the thought[.]”

“But language is wine upon his lips”

“Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.”

“Our body is designed to work for reaching a set goal”

“I felt like an animal, and animals dont know sin, do they?”

“V-Dayif you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for your loved one I think its quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. Its all artificial, and has nothing to do with r...”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”

“My work was done, so it was time to start digging my grave again.”

“In the grave, there is neither learning nor working. Learn while you can, work while you can.”

“Often I return to the grave after leaving flowers tulips, lilies, carnations to find the heads eaten by deer. Its just as good a use for the flowers as any, and one Paul would have liked. The ear...”