We are our own devils; we drive ourselves out of our Edens.

We cannot too soon convince ourselves how easily we may be dispensed with in the world. What important personages we imagine ourselves to be! We think that we alone are the life of the circle in which we move; in our absence, we fancy that life, existence, breath will come to a general pause, and, alas, the gap which we leave is scarcely perceptible, so quickly is it filled again; nay, it is often the place, if not of something better, at least for something more agreeable.

I wish the crowd to feel itself well treated, Especially since it lives and lets me live.

He who does not see the whole world in his friends, does not deserve that the world should hear of him.

Let no one be ashamed to say yes today if yesterday he said no. Or to say no today if yesterday he said yes. For that is life. Never to have changed-what a pitiable thing of which to boast!

Nothing is worth more than this day. You cannot relive yesterday. Tomorrow is still beyond your reach.

What sort of God would it be, who only pushed from without.