There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.
At first we hope too much and later on, not enough.
To love is to choose.
Our experience is composed rather of illusions lost than of wisdom acquired.
Present unhappiness is selfish; past sorrow is compassionate.
What is slander? A verdict of "guilty" pronounced in the absence of the accused, with closed doors, without defence or appeal, by an interested and prejudiced judge.