Fool that I am," said he,"that I did not tear out my heart the day I resolved to revenge myself".

For there are two distinct sorts of ideas: Those that proceed from the head and those that emanate from the heart.

All for one and one for all, united we stand divided we fall.

I have no will, unless it be the will never to decide. I have been so overwhelmed by the many storms that have broken over my head, that I am become passive in the hands of the Almighty, like a sparrow in the talons of an eagle. I live, because it is not ordained for me to die.

Every individual, from the highest to the lowest degree, has his place in the ladder of social life, and around him swirls a little world of interests, composed of stormy passions and conflicting atoms

in prosperity prayers seem but a mere medley of words, until misfortune comes and the unhappy sufferer first understands the meaning of the sublime language in which he invokes the pity of heaven!

I am a count, not a saint.