It’s extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it's just as well; and it may be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and so welcome.

It is very difficult to be wholly joyous or wholly sad on this earth. The comic, when it is human, soon takes upon itself the face of pain.

It is not Justice the servant of men, but accident, hazard, Fortune—the ally of patient Time—that holds an even and scrupulous balance.

To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.

They talk of a man betraying his country, his friends, his sweetheart. There must be a moral bond first. All a man can betray is his conscience.

An artist is a man of action, whether he creates a personality, invents an expedient, or finds the issue of a complicated situation.

A man’s most open actions have a secret side to them.

The way of even the most justifiable revolution is prepared by personal impulses disguised into creeds.

The mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future.

You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.