It's actually the spirit helping the spirit; it is the doctor, the bed, the potion.

A woman's passion is not the measure of a man's love.

I look around me and nowhere do I see a stamp of disapproval with which nature marked a woman's candid brow.

I'd wish the government took honest people into consideration, it shows enough consideration for scoundrels.

You can make the best of it and be content, or you can complain, it makes no difference. What does it matter that human beings judge the things that exist?

I notice well that one stray step from the habitual path leads irresistibly into a new direction. Life moves forward, it never reverses its course.

How frightening it is to have reached the height of human accomplishment in art that must forever borrow from life's abundance.