For a man who has done his natural duty, death is as natural as sleep.
The existence of any evil anywhere at any time absolutely ruins a total optimism.
It is a new road to happiness, if you have strength enough to castigate a little the various impulses that sway you in turn.
He thinks he believes only what he sees, but he is much better at believing than at seeing.
Better not be a hero than work oneself up into heroism by shouting lies.
It takes patience to appreciate domestic bliss; volatile spirits prefer unhappiness.