Mad is the man who is forever gritting his teeth against that granite block, complete and changeless, of the past.
The end of their passion consists of loving uselessly at the moment when it is pointless.
Find your happiness in yourself.
There is scarcely any passion without struggle.
Indeed, men never know how to love. nothing satisfies them. All they know is to dream, to imagine new duties, to look for new countries and new homes. While we women, we know that we must hasten to love, to share the same bed, hold hands, and fear absence. When we women love, we dream of nothing.
The realization that life is absurd cannot be an end, but only a beginning.
Man cannot do without beauty, and this is what our era pretends to want to disregard.
Self fulfilling prophecies do exist in real life
Every program has (at least) two purposes: the one for which it was written and another for which it wasn't.
To say that I have an undisciplined mind would not be incorrect overall, but it's a little off the mark because I have great discipline when I write - but only for about ten minutes.
The essential doesn't change.