The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it.

To regard one's immortality as an exchange of matter is as strange as predicting the future of a violin based upon the wood it is made from.

Life is a vexatious trap; when a thinking man reaches maturity and attains to full consciousness he cannot help feeling that he is in a trap from which there is no escape.

You see, my friend ... jealousy, like the philistine's petty lust for land, fills up the awful vacuum of time.

When you're thirsty and it seems that you could drink the entire ocean—that's faith; when you start to drink and finish only a glass or two—that's science.

Doctors are just the same as lawyers; the only difference is that lawyers merely rob you, whereas doctors rob you and kill you too.

The role of the artist is to ask questions, not answer them.

Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and when he dies only the five senses that we know perish with him, and the other ninety five remain alive.

The lady with the dog, who was called Anna Sergeyevna, looked younger than her age, and her walk, with her white Pomeranian, was very youthful-looking.

The Helpmate