Translations increase the faults of a work and spoil its beauties.
My life's dream has been a perpetual nightmare.
Indolence is sweet, and its consequences bitter.
Madness is to think of too many things in succession too fast, or of one thing too exclusively.
If one does not reflect, one thinks oneself master of everything; but when one does reflect, one realizes that one is master of nothing.
I know of no great men except those who have rendered great service to the human race.