One of the chief misfortunes of honest people is that they are cowardly.

It is lamentable, that to be a good patriot one must become the enemy of the rest of mankind.

And ask each passenger to tell his story, and if there is one of them all who has not cursed his existence many times, and said to himself over and over again that he was the most miserable of men, I give you permission to throw me head-first into the sea.

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

Pleasantry is never good on serious points, because it always regards subjects in that point of view in which it is not the purpose to consider them.

What can I hope when all is right?

We never live; we are always in the expectation of living.