Writing a journal means that facing your ocean you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it drop by drop.
These tears do me good, they have watered the parched place; perhaps my heart will grow again there!
No human creature can give orders to love.
Admiration and familiarity are strangers.
Nature distributes her favors unequally.
Be prudent, and if you hear, * * * some insult or some threat, * * * have the appearance of not hearing it.
The intellect seeks, the heart finds.
The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul.
Oblivion is the flower that grows best on graves.
Life is a succession of afflictions for the heart.
If people were not wicked I should not mind their being stupid; but, to our misfortune, they are both.
I see upon their noble brows the seal of the Lord, for they were born kings of the earth far more truly than those who possess it only from having bought it.