Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.

...does that not tell you that grief is like life and that there is always somethings unknown beyond it?

Well, father, in the shipwreck of life, for life is an eternal shipwreck of our hopes, I cast into the sea my useless encumbrance, that is all, and I remain with my own will, disposed to live perfectly alone, and, consequently, perfectly free. (Eugenie to her father)

I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.

A weakened mind always sees everything through a black veil. The soul makes its own horizons; your soul is dark, which is why you see such a cloudy sky.

There are misfortunes in life that no one will accept; people would rather believe in the supernatural and the impossible.

The difference between treason and patriotism is only a matter of dates.