Are we not like the actor of old times, who wore his mask so long his face took its likeness?
Enthusiasm is the divine particle in our composition: with it we are great, generous, and true; without it, we are little, false, and mean.
Truly, a little love-making is a very pleasant thing.
No thoroughly occupied man was ever yet very miserable.
All beginnings are very troublesome things.
It is strange what society will endure from its idols.