It is the evening that questions thus from within me.

Remorse.-- Never yield to remorse, but at once tell yourself: remorse would simply mean adding to the first act of stupidity a second.

Perhaps no one as yet has been truthful enough about what "truthfulness" is.

Some rule out of a lust for ruling; others, so as not to be ruled:Mto these it is merely the lesser of two evils.

Lying very still and thinking very little is the most inexpensive medicine for all the sicknesses of the soul, and when administered with good intentions it grows more and more pleasant with each passing hour.

Let man fear woman when she loves: then she makes any sacrifice, and everything else seems without value to her

Love is a state in which a man sees things most decidedly as they are not.