Genius scorns the power of gold: it is wrong. Gold is the war-scythe on its chariot, which mows down the millions of its foes, and gives free passage to the sun-coursers with which it leaves those heavenly fields of light for the gross battlefields of earth.

Fame nowadays is little else but notoriety.

We only see clearly when we have reached the depths of woe.

One must pray first, but afterwards one must help oneself. God does not care for cowards.

The heart of silver falls ever into the hands of brass. The sensitive herb is eaten as grass by the swine.

Indifference is the invincible grant of the world.

Why is youth so short and age so long?