The world began without man, and it will end without him.

Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice; it is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved.

The world is dying of machinery; that is the great disease, that is the plague that will sweep away and destroy civilization; man will have to rise against it sooner or later.

Tomorrow never comes, man. It’s all the same fucking day.

Men are able to assist fortune but not to thwart her. They can weave her designs, but they cannot destroy them.