Let us take our bloated nothingness out of the path of the divine circuits.
The wise man, the true friend, the finished character, we seek everywhere, and only find in fragments.
Solitude is impractical and yet society is fatal.
Good criticism is very rare and always precious.
These times of ours are series and full of calamity, but all times are essentially alike. As soon as there is life there is danger.
Ability without honor has no value.