But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed.
Every bird which flies has the thread of the infinite in its claw.
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres.
Labor is life; thought is light.
A strange thing has happened, do you know? I am in darkness. There is a person who, departing, took away the sun.
I believe in religion against the religious; in the pitifulness of orisons, and in the sublimity of prayer.