"Of all the inanimate objects, of all men's creations, books are the nearest to us for they contain our very thoughts, our ambitions, our indignations, our illusions, our fidelity to the truth, and our persistent leanings to error. But most of all they resemble us in their precious hold on life."
"Facing it, always facing it, that’s the way to get through. Face it."
"Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life."
"History repeats itself, but the special call of an art which has passed away is never reproduced. It is as utterly gone out of the world as the song of a destroyed wild bird."
"Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear"
"Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life."