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A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind, and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquility. I do not think that the pursuit of knowledge is an exception to this rule.

What had been the study and desire of the wisest men since the creation of the world was now within my grasp.

To examine the causes of life, we must first have recourse to death.

“The ancient teachers of this science,” said he, “promised impossibilities, and performed nothing. The modern masters promise very little; they know that metals cannot be transmuted, and that the elixir of life is a chimera. But these philosophers, whose hands seem only made to dabble in dirt, and their eyes to pour over the microscope or crucible, have indeed performed miracles.”

It was the secrets of heaven and earth that I desired to learn; and whether it was the outward substance of things, or the inner spirit of nature and the mysterious soul of man that occupied me, still my enquiries were directed to the metaphysical, or in its highest sense, the physical secrets of the world

Rich people - you have to be sorry for them. They haven't the slightest idea how to spend their money; they haven't the slightest idea how to enjoy themselves. Either they have no taste at all, or, if they have any taste, it's like a mausoleum and they're shut up in it.

Mención a Coleridge yay

My life might have been passed in ease and luxury; but I preferred glory to every enticement that wealth placed in my path.

Leer la parte tres te deja fatal emocionalmente

Well, there you are. It's not that these things happen or even that one survives them, but what makes life strange is that they are forgotten. Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.

Oh gosh this is so depressing

It's a strange feeling - when you know quite certainly in yourself that something is for always. It's like what death must be. All the insouciance, all the gaiety is a bluff.

Because I wanted to escape from London I fastened myself on him, and I am dragging him down. All the gaiety is going and now he is thin and anxious...

People talk about the happy life, but that's the happy life when you don't care any longer if you live or die. You only get there after a long time and many mis fortunes. And do you think you are left there? Never.
As soon as you have reached this heaven of indifference, you are pulled out of it. From your heaven you have to go back to hell.

But it's always when a thing sounds not true that it is true

When I complain about the bandages she says: 'I promise you that when you take them of you'll be just as you were before.' And it is true. When she takes them of there is not one line, not one winkle, not one crease.
And five weeks afterwards there I am, with not one line, not one wrinkle, not one crease.

Well, this was a funny time. (The big bowl of coffee in the morning with a pattern of red and blue lowers. I was always so thirsty.) But uneasy, uneasy....Ought a baby to be as pretty as this, as pale as this, as silent as this? The other babies yell from morning to night. Uneasy...

Oh shit

'Human beings are cruel - horribly cruel.'
'Not at all,' the older one answers irritably, 'not at all. That's a very shortsighted view. Human beings are struggling, and so they are egotists. But it's wrong to say that they are wholly cruel - it's a deformed view.'

I have no pride - no pride, no name, no face, no country. I don't belong anywhere.

Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.

Everything in their whole bloody world is a cliche. Everything is born out of a cliche, rests on a cliche, survives by a cliche. And they believe in the cliches - there's no hope.

We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much less fun if we were. Isn't it so, Mr Blank? There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours. Some must cry so that the others may be able to laugh the more heartily.

One last flare-up, and she'll be dead in six months at the outside. That's all you're waiting for, isn't it? But no, you must have the slow death, the bloodless killing that leaves no stain on your conscience....

'Life is difficult,' the Arab says.
'Yes, life isn't easy,' the girl says.
Long pause.
'One needs a lot of courage, to live,' the Arab says.

'I understand. All the same.... Sometimes I'm just as unhappy as you are. But that's not to say that I let everybody see it.'

“What does the brain matter compared with the heart?”

One could not be in love twice, he said. And what could she say? Still, it is better to have loved