All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

Society in itself is no great harm, but unsatisfied social aspirations are a bad and ugly business. We must certainly accept, and we will.

I was wrong when I said that I did not regret the past. I do regret it; I weep for the past love which can never return. Who is to blame, I do not know. Love remains, but not the old love; its place remains, but it is all wasted away and has lost all strength and substance; recollections are still left, and gratitude; but...

I felt a wish never to leave that room - a wish that dawn might never come, that my present frame of mind might never change.

All happy families resemble one another, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way