Treat people as if they were what they ought to be and you help them to become what they are capable of being.

Then to the depths! - I could as well say height: It's all the same.

Once more I am a wanderer, a pilgrim, through the world. But what else are you?

Doesn't surprise me that Christ our Lord preferred to live with whores and sinners, seeing I go in for that myself.

It is in vain that a man of sound mind and cool temper understands the condition of such a wretched being... He can no more communicate his own wisdom to him than a healthy man can instil his strength into the invalid by whose bedside he is seated.

So then the year is repeating its old story again. We are come once more, thank God! to its most charming chapter. The violets and the Mayflowers are as its inscriptions or vignettes. It always makes a pleasant impression on us, when we open again at these pages of the book of life.

The misfortune in the state is, that nobody can enjoy life in peace, but that everybody must govern; and in art, that nobody will enjoy what has been produced, but that every one wants to reproduce on his own account.