A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which.
François-René de ChateaubriandAn original writer is not one who imitates nobody, but one whom nobody can imitate.
François-René de ChateaubriandThe original writer is not he who refrains from imitating others, but he who can be imitated by none.
François-René de ChateaubriandA moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives--all bear secret relations to our destinies.
François-René de Chateaubriand