The living is a species of the dead; and not a very attractive one.
The happiness of man is: I will. The happiness of woman is: he wills.
What is it that you love in others?--My hopes.
That, however, is - mediocrity, though it be called moderation.
The courage of all one really knows comes but late in life.
That is an artist as I would have an artist be, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art--panemet Circen.