Does not any limit imposed upon one inspire a desire to go beyond it? Does not our keenest suffering arise when our free will is crossed?

A great writer is nothing less than a martyr who does not die.

No frozen-hearted woman ever I laid eyes on but has made duty her religion.

Many people claim coffee inspires them, but, as everybody knows, coffee only makes boring people even more boring.

The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but we seldom stop in the steep, downward slope of hatred.

Events are never absolute, their outcome depends entirely upon the individual.

A letter is a soul, so faithful an echo of the speaking voice that to the sensitive it is among the richest treasures of love.