I have a congenital desire to contradict; my whole life is merely a chain of sad and unsuccessful contradictions to heart and mind. When faced with enthusiasm, I am seized by a midwinter freeze, and I suppose that frequent dealings with sluggish phlegmatics would have made a passionate dreamer.

I was born, so that the whole world could be a spectatorOf my triumph or my doom.

For what did the creator prepare me,Why did he so terribly contradictThe hopes of my youth?

Happiness comes the way the wind blows.

We almost always forgive those we understand.

No good ever becomes of a man who forgets an old friend

He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.