The most gifted natures are perhaps also the most trembling.
Without mysticism man can achieve nothing great.
Never have I been able to settle in life. Always seated askew, as if on the arm of a chair; ready to get up, to leave.
Do not scorn little victories.
Profound optimism is always on the side of the tortured.
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 Those from which the sap has withdrawn.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!