If a plant cannot live according to its nature, it dies; and so a man.
A man had better starve at once than lose his innocence in the process of getting his bread.
What is the singing of birds, or any natural sound, compared with the voice of one we love.
Faith keeps many doubts in her pay. If I could not doubt, I should not believe.
The words of some men are thrown forcibly against you and adhere like burrs.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.