One criticizes the English for carrying their teapots wherever they go, even lugging them up Mount Etna. But doesn't every nationhave its teapot, in which, even when traveling, it brews the dried bundles of herbs brought from home?

Who is the wisest man? He who neither knows or wishes for anything else than what happens.

Money lost, something lost. Honor lost, much lost. Courage lost, everything lost-better you were never born

Only that type of story deserves to be called moral that shows us that one has the power within oneself to act, out of the conviction that there is something better, even against one's own inclination.

By seeking and blundering we learn.

It is better to be deceived by one's friends than to deceive them.

Nature! We are enveloped and embraced by her, incapable of emerging from her and incapable of entering her more deeply. Unbidden and unwarned, she receives us into the circuits of her dance, drifting onward with us herself, until we grow tired and drop from her arms.