Destiny is our will, and our will is nature.
A new acquaintance is like a new book. I prefer it, even if bad, to a classic.
When I want to read a novel, I write one.
Of all unfortunate men one of the unhappiest is a middling author endowed with too lively a sensibility for criticism.
Destiny bears us to our lot, and destiny is perhaps our own will.
When men are young, they want experience and when they have gained experience, they want energy.