There is no such thing as destiny. We ourselves shape our lives.
Man is free; but not unless he believes he is[.]
Hope is nothing but a deceitful flatterer accepted by reason only because it is often in need of palliatives.
Love is a great poet, its resources are inexhaustible, but if the end it has in view is not obtained, it feels weary and remains silent.
I am writing My Life to laugh at myself, and I am succeeding.
Heart and head are the constituent parts of character; temperament has almost nothing to do with it, and, therefore, character is dependent upon education, and is susceptible of being corrected and improved.