Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have retained of them.
We become moral when we are unhappy.
There's nothing like desire to prevent the things one says from having any resemblance to the things in one's mind.
No man is a complete mystery except to himself.
It is the tragedy of other people that they are to us merely showcases for the very perishable collections of our own mind.
As soon as he ceased to be mad he became merely stupid. There are maladies we must not seek to cure because they alone protect us from others that are more serious.