I was not always free from melancholy; but even melancholy had its charms.
Ennui is the disease of hearts without feeling, and of minds without resources.
The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep.
The more I see of men, the more I admire dogs. - Jeanne
Selfishness, not love, is the actuating motive of the gallant.
People who know how to employ themselves, always find leisure moments, while those who do nothing are forever in a hurry.