Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends, I to my own heart, I to seek among phrases and fragments something unbroken — I to whom there is not beauty enough in moon or tree; to whom the touch of one person with another is all, yet who cannot grasp even that, who am so imperfect, so weak, so unspeakably lonely. The Waves
Men marry because they are tired; women because they are curious. Both are disappointed. A Woman of No Importance
Two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity. Twilight of the Idols
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