As our inclinations, so our opinions.

I hate every violent overthrow, because as much is destroyed as is gained by it.

All men would be masters of others, and no man is lord of himself.

Woman is mistress of the art of completely imbittering the life of the person on whom she depends.

Mountains cannot be surmounted except by winding paths.

I nothing had, and yet enough for youth--Joy in Illusion, ardent thirst for Truth. Give unrestrained, the old emotion, The bliss that touched the verge of pain, The strength of Hate, Love's deep devotion,--O, give me back my youth again!

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