Happiness comes the way the wind blows.

In people's eyes I readPages of malice and sin.

I was ready to love the whole world, but no one understood me, and I learned to hate.

My whole life has been merely a succession of miserable and unsuccessful denials of feelings or reason.

It is sad to see a young man's fondest hopes and dreams shattered when the rose-colured veil is plucked away and he sees the actions and feelings of men for what they are. But he still has the hope of replacing his old illusions with others, just as fleeting, but also just as sweet.

I am like a mariner born and bred on board a buccaneer brig whose soul has become so inured to storm and strife that if cast ashore he would weary and languish no matter how alluring the shady groves and how bright the gentle sun.

We practically always excuse things when we understand them