We may sooner be brought to love them that hate us, than them that love us more than we would have them do.

A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus understood is not modernism at its end but in the nascent state, and this state is constant.

We would rather see those to whom we do good, than those who do good to us.

There are some persons who only disgust with their abilities, there are persons who please even with their faults.

We often in our misfortunes take that for constancy and patience which is only dejection of mind; we suffer without daring to holdup our heads, just as cowards let themselves be knocked on the head because they have not courage to strike back.

Jealousy is always born with love, but does not die with it. In jealousy there is more of self-love than of love to another.

If you cannot find peace in yourself, it is useless to look for it elsewhere.