One must, so long as there is any life left, back up the character of one's life.

The mystery of existence is the connection between our faults and our misfortunes.

There is no second country for an Englishman, except a ship and the sea.

How true it is that, sooner or later, the' most rebellious must bow beneath the yoke of misfortune!

If one hour's work is enough to govern France, four minutes is all that is needed for Italy. There is no nation more easily frightened; even its poetic imagination predisposes it to fear, and they look upon power as on an image that fills them with terror.

nothing is so horrifying as the possibility of existing simply because we do not know how to die.

Poetry is the apotheosis of sentiment.