“My whole life has been merely a succession of miserable and unsuccessful denials of feelings or reason.”

O vanity! you are the lever by means of which Archimedes wished to lift the earth!

I was ready to love the whole world, but no one understood me, and I learned to hate.

Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.

We survive on novelty, so much less demanding than commitment.

He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.

We almost always forgive those we understand.

I was born, so that the whole world could be a spectator Of my triumph or my doom.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman’s heart in particular.

Passions are merely ideas in their initial stage.

Happiness comes the way the wind blows.

I want to reconcile myself with heaven, I want to love, I want to pray, I want to believe in good.

One should never spurn a penitent criminal: in his despair he may become twice as much a criminal as before.

No good ever becomes of a man who forgets an old friend.

For what did the creator prepare me,Why did he so terribly contradict, The hopes of my youth?

And I, as I lived, in an alien land, Will die a slave and an orphan.

Women love only those whom they do not know!