Table talk and Lovers' talk equally elude the grasp; Lovers' talk is clouds, table talk is smoke.

Anger may be foolish and absurd, and one may be wrongly irritated, but a man never feels outraged unless in some respect he is fundamentally right.

There are moments when a rope's end, a pole, the branch of the tree, is life itself, and it is a frightful thing to see a living being lose his hold upon it, and fall like a ripe fruit.

Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.

Almost all our desires, when examined, contain something too shameful to reveal.

It is sad to tell, but after having tried society, which had caused his misfortune, he tried Providence which created society, and condemned it also.

Though one believes in nothing, there are moments in life when one accepts the religion of the temple nearest at hand.