He that had never seen a river, imagined the first he met with to be the sea.

Off I go, rummaging about in books for sayings which please me.

The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mould

The concern that some women show at the absence of their husbands, does not arise from their not seeing them and being with them, but from their apprehension that their husbands are enjoying pleasures in which they do not participate, and which, from their being at a distance, they have not the power of interrupting.

There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.

Is it not enough to make me come back to life out of spite, to have someone who spat in my face while I existed come and rub my feet when I am beginning to exist no longer?

The most beautiful lives, to my mind, are those that conform to the common human pattern, with order, but without miracle and without eccentricity.