Occupation: Novelist Birth: November 11, 1821 Death: February 9, 1881
When I look back on my past and think how much time I wasted on nothing, how much time has been lost in futilities, errors, laziness, incapacity to l….
The best way to keep a prisoner from escaping is to make sure he never knows he's in prison..
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love..
I utter what you would not dare think.