The miserable's name is Man; he is agonizing in all climes, and he is groaning in all languages.
Men become accustomed to poison by degrees.
She was sad with an obscure sadness of which she had not the secret herself. There was in her whole person the stupor of a life ended but never commenced.
A man trying to escape never thinks himself sufficiently concealed.
Joy is the reflex of terror.
Proverty and wealth are comparative sins.