It was not only that I could not become spiteful, I did not know how to become anything; neither spiteful nor kind, neither a rascal nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. Now, I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything. Notes from Underground
When a man understands the art of seeing, he can trace the spirit of an age and the features of a king even in the knocker on a door. The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But since no one was listening, everything must be said again. Autumn Leaves
It is man's peculiar duty to love even those who wrong him. Book VII
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