Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy.

A person who doubts himself is like a man who would enlist in the ranks of his enemies and bear arms against himself.

Never fear quarrels, but seek hazardous adventures.

Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes.

Sometimes one has suffered enough to have the right to never say: I am too happy.

It is the way of weakened minds to see everything through a black cloud. The soul forms its own horizons; your soul is darkened, and consequently the sky of the future appears stormy and unpromising

We’ll go where the air is pure, where all sounds are soothing, where, no matter how proud one may be, one feels humble and finds oneself small- in short, we’ll go to the sea. I love the sea as one loves a mistress and I long for her when I haven’t seen her for some time