Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.
He who has a 'why' to live, can bear with almost any 'how'.
Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
That which does not kill us makes us stronger.
In music, the passions enjoy themselves.
Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?
In truth, there was only one Christian and he died on the cross.
Is man one of God's blunders? Or is God one of man's blunders?