“There are more things to admire in men then to despise.” For really to think about someone means thinking about that person every minute of the day, without letting one’s thoughts be diverted by anything- by meals, by a fly that settles on one’s cheek, by household duties, or by a sudden itch somewhere. “In fact, it comes to this: nobody is capable of really thinking about anyone, even in the worst calamity. What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.” I don’t believe in heroism I know it’s easy and I’ve learned that it can be murderous. “Well, personally, I’ve seen enough of people who die for an idea.

A time came when I should have found the words to keep her with me, only I couldn’t.” While we loved each other we didn’t need words to make ourselves understood. The murderer’s soul is blind, and there is no true goodness or fine love without the greatest possible degree of clear-sightedness.” But they are more or less ignorant and this is what one calls vice or virtue, the most appalling vice being the ignorance that thinks it knows everything and which consequently authorizes itself to kill. People are more often good than bad, though in fact that is not the question. “The evil in the world comes almost always from ignorance, and goodwill can cause as much damage as ill-will if it is not enlightened. “For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment’s human suffering” “They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love.”

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