n every exalted joy, there mingles a sense of gratitude.

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.

It is unfortunate that superior talent and superior men are so seldom united.

One thought cannot awake without awakening others.

Oh happy pessimists! What a joy it is to them to be able to prove again and again that there is no joy.

Since the well-known victory over the hare by the tortoise, the descendants of the tortoise think themselves miracles of speed.

Parents forgive their children least readily for the faults they themselves instilled in them.