In love, writing is dangerous, not to mention pointless.
Wait and hope!
How is it that little children are so intelligent and men so stupid? It must be education that does it.
Your life story is a novel; and people, though they love novels wound between two yellow paper covers, are oddly suspicious of those which come to them in living vellum.
You scholars, you're in communication with the devil.
A person who doubts himself is like a man who would enlist in the ranks of his enemies and bear arms against himself.