“There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others.”

“All right, then, I'll go to hell.”

— Mark Twain《Adventures of Huckleberry Finn》

“The answer is, that we must do good to our seeming and real good friends, and evil to our seeming and real evil enemies--good to the good, evil to the evil.”

— Plato《The Republic of Plato》

“The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.”

— William Shakespeare《Hamlet》

“Suit the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature;”

— William Shakespeare《Hamlet》

“An unknown man in a lonely place is a permitted object of fear to a young woman privately bred; and the figure that faced me was—a few more seconds assured me—as little anyone else I knew as it was the image that had been in my mind.”

— Henry James《The Turn of the Screw》

“A woman with so passionate a nature as hers, married against her will to a man she could never love, and meeting once more the man whom she loved, the man who really loved her, must find such friendship a dangerous pitfall.”

— Grant Allen《Linnet》

“Even the wisest man in the world, though he dearly loved them, could never make women out; and I fear, Harry, that you and I are not even the wisest men in the Welsh Fusileers.”

— James Grant《Under the Red Dragon: A Novel》

“In any case such a monster must of necessity be in our scheme of things an anomaly and an intruder, whose extirpation forms a primary duty with every man not an enemy to the world's life, health, and sanity.”

— H. P. Lovecraft《The Shunned House》

“Get busy living, or get busy dying.”

— Andy Dufresne《The Shawshank Redemption》

“Yet even this way of life is in their estimation happier than groaning over the plough; toiling in the erection of houses; subjecting their own fortunes and those of others to the agitations of alternate hope and fear.”

— Tacitus《The Germany and the Agricola of Tacitus》

“There is nothing in this world to fear, nothing to revere or trust, nothing even to hope for; least of all, is there aught to love.”

— Richard Doddridge Blackmore《Lorna Doone》

“The moment when a woman realises that she has nothing to live for—neither love, duty, purpose nor hope—holds for her the bitterness of death.”

— Lucy Maud Montgomery《The Blue Castle》