I'm drunk but truthful.

With love one can live even without happiness.

If the spirit has passed through a great many sensations, possibly it can no longer be sated with them, but grows more excited, and demands more sensations, and stronger and stronger ones, until at length it falls exhausted.

It's the moon that makes it so still, weaving some mystery.

Believe to the end, even if all men went astray and you were left the only one faithful; bring your offering even then and praise God in your loneliness.

He does not like showing his feelings and would rather do a cruel thing than open his heart freely.

It is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool's paradise.