Genius, whether locked up in a cell or roaming at large, is always solitary.
Fame and admiration weigh not a feather in the scale against friendship and love, for the heart languishes all the same.
Learned women are ridiculed because they put to shame unlearned men.
Years do not always make age.
Happiness lies in the consciousness we have of it.
I'm beginning to believe that there are angels disguised as men who pass themselves off as such and who inhabit the earth for a while to console and lift up with them toward heaven the poor, exhausted and saddened souls who were ready to perish here below.