Traveling is like gambling: it is always connected with winning and losing and generally where it is least expected we receive, more or less than what we hoped for.

To hard necessity ones will and fancy must conform.

We are surrounded by abysses, but the greatest of all depths is in our own heart, and an irresistible leaning leads us there. Draw thyself from thyself!

A man's shortcomings are taken from his epoch; his virtues and greatness belong to himself.

Most man only care for science so far as they get a living by it, and that they worship even error when it affords them a subsistence.

All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green.

I laugh at my heart, and do its will