It is not a lack of love but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

For every man there exists a bait which he cannot resist swallowing.

How can a man become great if he does not feel in himself the force and the will to inflict great pain.

Our faith in others betrays that we would rather have faith in ourselves. Our longing for a friend is our betrayer. And often with our love we want merely to overcome envy. And often we attack and make ourselves enemies, to conceal that we are vulnerable.

To do great things is difficult but to command great things is more difficult.

A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us.