the nighttime of the body is the daytime of the soul.
... good and evil are so interwoven in life that every good, traced up far enough, is found to involve evil. This is the great mystery of life.
It is not that we have a soul, we are a soul.
A poverty that is universal may be cheerfully borne; it is an individual poverty that is painful and humiliating.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
Mediocrity is always in a rush; but whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing with consideration. For genius is nothing more nor less than doing well what anyone can do badly.