As we have said, robust souls are sometimes almost, but not entirely, overthrown by strokes of misfortune....Despair has steps leading upward. From total depression we rise to despondency, from despondency to affliction, from affliction to melancholy. Melancholy is a twilight state in which suffering transmutes into a somber joy....Melancholy is the enjoyment of being sad.

Diamonds are to be found only in the darkness of the earth, and truth in the darkness of the mind.

He did not study God; he was dazzled by him.

Memory is a gulf that a word can move to its lowest depths.

Well, for us, in history where goodness is a rare pearl, he who was good almost takes precedence over he who was great.

The animal is ignorant of the fact that he knows. The man is aware of the fact that he is ignorant.

What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left to you and you look at it in the shadows and shudder.