-The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
-She used to drag her mattress beside her low window and lie awake for a long while, vibrating with excitement, as a machine vibrates from speed. Life rushed in upon her through that window – or so it seemed. In reality, of course, life rushes from within, not from without. There is no work of art so big or so beautiful that is was not once all contained in some youthful body, like this one which lay on the floor in the moonlight, pulsing with ardor and anticipation.
-No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.
-Only solitary men know the full joys of frienship. Others have their family; but to a solitary and an exile, his friends are everything.