At sixteen, the adolescent knows about suffering because he himself has suffered, but he barely knows that other beings also suffer.

The man who meditates is a depraved animal.

Inopportune consolations increase a deep sorrow.

The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.

The empire of woman is an empire of softness, of address, of complacency. Her commands are caresses, her menaces are tears.

He who eats in idleness that which he himself has not earned, steals it; and a capitalist whom the state pays for doing nothing differs little in my eyes from a brigand, who lives at the expense of passers-by.

We pity in others only the those evils which we ourselves have experienced.