Man is so made that he can only find relaxation from one kind of labor by taking up another.

If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.

The truth is that life is delicious, horrible, charming, frightful, sweet, bitter, and that is everything.

Lovers who love truly do not write down their happiness.

Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have left me.

The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself a fool.