We do not yet trust the unknown power of thoughts.

What torments of grief you endured, from evils that never arrived

What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events. Great men have always done so, and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age, betraying their perception that the absolutely trustworthy was seated at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all their being.

Let us draw a lesson from nature, which always works by short ways. When the fruit is ripe, it falls.

Success goes thus invariably with a certain plus or positive power: an ounce of power must balance an ounce of weight.

The sum of wisdom is that time is never lost that is devoted to work.