The public wishes itself to be managed like a woman; one must say nothing to it except what it likes to hear.

He who serves the public is a poor animal; he worries himself to death and no one thanks him for it.

Life is but a preparation for what there is to come.

One alone does not help, but rather he who unites with many at the right moment.

Superstition is the poetry of life.

We're only really thinking when we can't think out fully what we are really thinking about!

He who has a task to perform must know how to take sides, or he is quite unworthy of it.