Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.
I don’t write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.
If Nature had been comfortable, mankind would never have invented architecture.
Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess.
Life would be dull without them.
Men are such cowards. They outrage every law in the world and are afraid of the world's tongue.