There Is No Friendship That Cares About

As A General Rule...people Ask For Advice Only In Order Not To Follow It; Or If They Do Follow It, In Order To Have Someone To Blame For Giving It.

Why, In Truth, Sir," Was Monte Cristo's Reply, "man Is But An Ugly Caterpillar For Him Who Studies Him Through A Solar Microscope; But You Said, I Think, That I Had Nothing Else To Do. Now, Really, Let Me Ask, Sir, Have You? — Do You Believe You Have Anything To Do? Or To Speak In Plain Terms, Do You Really Think That What You Do Deserves Being Called Anything?

Happiness Is Egotistical.

Happiness Is Like Those Palaces In Fairy Tales Whose Gates Are Guarded By Dragons: We Must Fight In Order To Conquer It.

Are There Not Some Places Where We Seem To Breathe Sadness? — Why, We Cannot Tell. It Is A Chain Of Recollections — An Idea Which Carries You Back To Other Times, To Other Places — Which, Very Likely, Have No Connection With The Present Time And Place.