We do not know either unalloyed happiness or unmitigated misfortune. Everything in this world is a tangled yarn; we taste nothing in its purity; we do not remain two moments in the same state. Our affections as well as bodies, are in a perpetual flux.
Jean-Jacques RousseauMan was born free, and he is everywhere in chains. Those who think themselves the masters of others are indeed greater slaves than they.
Jean-Jacques RousseauMany men, seemingly impelled by fortune, hasten forward to meet misfortune half way.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau