People needed to believe in gods, if only because it was so hard to believe in people.
People lower their voices in the presence of large sums of money.
People love talking of their diseases, although they are the most uninteresting things in their lives.[Человек любит поговорить о своих болезнях, а между тем это самое неинтересное в его жизни…]
People living deeply have no fear of death.
People live and die by nonsense. It’s not what is so much as what people think is.
People like you and me, though mortal, of course, like everyone else, do not grow old no matter how long we live. What I mean is that we never cease to stand like curious children before the great Mystery into which we were born.
People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.
People in their right minds never take pride in their talents.
People hurt each other. That’s how it works. At least you were trying to do something good. Not everyone can say that much.
People healed, books didn’t.
People have stars, but they aren’t the same.[translation by Richard Howard]All men have the stars, but they are not the same things for different people.[translation by Katherine Woods][Les gens ont des étoiles qui ne sont pas les mêmes.]
People grow through experiences, if they meet life honestly and courageously. This is how character is built.
