Work spares us from three evils: boredom, vice, and need.
History is filled with the sound of silken slippers going downstairs and wooden shoes coming up.
Fanaticism, to which men are so much inclined, has always served not only to render them more brutalized but more wicked.
Faith consists in believing what reason cannot.
Love is a cloth which imagination embroiders.
Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable.