There are some kinds of men who cannot pass their time alone; they are the flails of occupied people.(Bonald, M.} There are few wild beasts more to be dreaded than a communicative man having nothing to communicate.

A failure establishes only this, that our determination to succeed was not strong enough.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Earth took her shining station as a star, In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.

Next to being witty, the best thing is being able to quote another's wit.

We make way for the man who boldly pushes past us.

The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.