But can one still make resolutions when one is over forty? I live according to twenty-year-old habits.
To win ones joy through struggle is better than to yield to melancholy.
Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if possible! Those from which the sap has withdrawn. But, good Lord, what beautiful colors!
True eloquence forgoes eloquence.
Nothing prevents happiness like the memory of happiness.
Nothing excellent can be done without leisure.