It's not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it.
As many servants so many enemies.
There is no genius without a mixture of madness.
A crowd of fellow-sufferers is a miserable kind of comfort.
It is only luxury and avarice that make poverty grievous to us; for it is a very small matter that does our business, and when we have provided against cold, hunger, and thirst, all the rest is but vanity and excess.
Everything is the product of one universal creative effort. There is nothing dead in Nature.