In a better world we will find our young years and our old friends.

There are wounds of self-love which one does not confess to one's dearest friends.

Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.

Religion is the hospital of the souls that the world has wounded.

We forget the origin of a parvenu if he remembers it; we remember it if he forgets it.

How many wells of science there are in whose depths there is nothing but clear water!

True courage is like a kite; a contrary wind raises it higher.