Discouragement seizes us only when we can no longer count on chance.

... the progress of the language has caused us to lose many old treasures. It is thus with all progress, and one must make the best of it.

You see what stupid folk my publishers are; but they are all alike.

Writing a journal means that facing your ocean you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it drop by drop.

Death must no longer be either the penalty for prosperity or the consolation of misery. God did not destine it to be either the punishment or the compensation for life.

Travelling is like a novel: it's what happens that counts.

It is high time that we had lights that are not incendiary torches.