Solitude has a healing consoler, friend, companion: it is work.
Some men, like modern shops, hang everything in their show windows; when one goes inside, nothing is to be found.
What is all our knowledge worth? We do not even know what the weather will be tomorrow.
The vain being is the really solitary being.
Weak men are easily put out of humor. Oil freezes quicker than water.
The world is the same everywhere.