Thought is the only treasure that God sets outside all power and keeps to serve as a secret link among the unhappy.

Glory and fame mean twelve thousand francs' worth of paid articles in the newspapers and five thousand crowns' worth of dinners.

With every one, the expectation of a misfortune constitutes a dreadful, punishment. Suffering then assumes the proportions of the unknown, which is the soul's infinite.

We exaggerate misfortune and happiness alike. We are never as bad off or as happy as we say we are.

By and large, women have a faith and a morality peculiar to themselves; they believe in the reality of everything that serves their interest and their passions.

Materialism and spirituality are two pretty racquets with which charlatans in cap and gown make the same ball fly.

Nothing is as heady as the wine of misfortune.