It is better to will the good than to know the truth.

How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.

Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.

Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.

I looked back at the summit of the mountain, which seemed but a cubit high in comparison with the height of human contemplation, were in not too often merged in the corruptions of the earth.

All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.

I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.