You can't imagine how stupid the whole world has grown nowadays.
Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.
There are passions that it is not for man to choose.
Man is such a wondrous being that it is never possible to count up all his merits at once. The more you study him, the more new particulars appear, and their description would be endless.
Everything resembles the truth, everything can happen to a man.
[F]or contemporary judgment does not recognize that much depth of soul is needed to light up the picture drawn from contemptible life and elevate it into a pearl of creation.