Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?

There's many a true word spoken in jest.

What is better than to sit at the end of the day and drink wine with friends, or substitutes for friends?

There's no police like Holmes.

All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.

Frequent and violent temptations were a proof that the citadel of the soul had not fallen and that the devil raged to make it fall.

I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it calls itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defense the only arms I allow myself to use -- silence, exile, and cunning.