He had slipped, climbed, rolled, searched, walked, persevered, that is all. Such is the secret of all triumphs.
To be perfectly happy it does not suffice to possess happiness, it is necessary to have deserved it.
But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed.
Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite.
It is the end. But of what? The end of France? No. The end of kings? Yes.
In the animal world no creature born to be a dove turns into a scavenger. This happens only among men.