You make the mistake of thinking you have to choose, that you have to do what you want, that there are conditions for happiness. What matters – all that matters, really – is the will to happiness, a kind of enormous, everpresent consciousness. The rest – women, art, suecess – is nothing but excuses. A canvas waiting for our embroideries.
We had yet to learn that the Devil created youth so that we could make our mistakes, and that God established maturity and old age so that we could pay for them…
It is one thing to show a man that he is in an error, and another to put him in possession of truth.
It is not given to man to know what is right and what is wrong. Men always did always will err, and in nothing more than in what they consider right and wrong.
If any man err from the right way, it is his own misfortune, no injury to thee; nor therefore art thou to punish him in the things of this life because thou supposest he will be miserable in that which is to come.