I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use—silence, exile, and cunning.
I don’t have time to worry about something as trivial as what I look like.
I don't regret the past. It made me who I am today.
Happiness, like unhappiness, is a proactive choice.
The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they’re going to have some pretty annoying virtues.