Let us strive to improve ourselves, for we cannot remain stationary; one either progresses or retrogrades.

Ah! I shall repeat it endlessly, the only misfortune is to be born!

Impromptu thoughts are mental wild-flowers.

Faith is a devout belief in what one does not understand.

Heed the still small voice that so seldom leads us wrong, and never into folly.

I love nothing and that is the true cause of my ennui.

Do I believe in ghosts? No, but I'm afraid of them.