One Cannot Choose What He

Every True Man, Sir, Who Is A Little Above The Level Of The Beasts And Plants Does Not Live For The Sake Of Living, Without Knowing How To Live; But He Lives So As To Give A Meaning And A Value Of His Own To Life.

A Fact Is Like A Sack Which Won't Stand Up If It's Empty. In Order That It May Stand Up, One Has To Put Into It The Reason And Sentiment Which Caused It To Exist.

All I'm Saying Is That You Should Show Some Respect For What Other People See With Their Eyes And Feel With Their Fingers, Even Though It Be The Exact Opposite.

One Cannot Choose What He Writes - One Can Only Choose To Face It.

When A Character Is Born, He Acquires At Once Such An Independence, Even Of His Own Author, That He Can Be Imagined By Everybody Even In Many Other Situations Where The Author Never Dreamed Of Placing Him; And So He Acquires For Himself A Meaning Which The Author Never Thought Of Giving Him.