Misfortune does not help us to believe.
Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.
The friends we have lost do not repose under the ground...they are buried deep in our hearts. It has been thus ordained that they may always accompany us.
...joy takes a strange effect at times, it seems to oppress us almost the same as sorrow.
Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy.
Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.