He is greedy of life who is not willing to die when the world is perishing around him.
Those alone are wise who know how to love.
Not to feel one's misfortunes is not human, not to bear them is not manly.
The deep waters of time will flow over us: only a few men of genius will lift a head above the surface, and though doomed eventually to pass into the same silence, will fight against oblivion and for a long time hold their own.
We suffer more in imagination than in reality.
A man who examines the saddle and bridle and not the animal itself when he is out to buy a horse is a fool; similarly, only an absolute fool values a man according to his clothes, or according to his position, which after all is only something we wear like clothing.