It is a curious fact that people are never so trivial as when they take themselves seriously
It is well for his peace that the saint goes to his martyrdom. He is spared the sight of the horror of his harvest.
I never put off till tomorrow what I can do the day after.
I have put my talent into writing, my genius I have saved for living.
Each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved.
It is always painful fo part from people whom one has known for a very brief space of time. The absence of old friends one can endure with equanimity. But even a momentary separation from anyone to whom one has just been introduced is almost unbearable.