“I used to trouble about what life was for. Now being alive seems sufficent reason.”

“If I used to ask myself, over a coffin: “What good did it do the occupant to be born?”, I now put the same question about anyone alive.”

“What the commands of mathematicians, God, and playwrights have in common seems to be this, that the mere act of speaking suffices to bring about the truth of what is said.”

“I have enough trouble with useful information, never mind being burdened with what is useless.”

“The trouble is that people seem to expect happiness in life. I can't imagine why; but they do. They are unhappy before they marry, and they imagine to themselves that the reason of their unhappiness will be removed when they are married. When it isn't they blame the other person, which is clearly absurd. I believe that is what generally starts the trouble.”

“What is reason given me for, if I am not to use it to avoid bringing unhappy beings into the world!”