...remember that what has once been done may be done again.

Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.

It is quite rare for God to provide a great man at the necessary moment to carry out some great deep, which is why when this unusual combination of circumstance does occur, history at once records the name of the chosen one and recommends him to the admiration of posterity.

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.

I am a count, not a saint.

You who are in power have only the means that money produces — we who are in expectation, have those which devotion prompts.

What I’ve loved most after you, is myself: that is, my dignity and that strength which made me superior to other men. That Strength was my life. You’ve broken it with a word, so I must die.