The world resembles a stage on which every man is playing a part.

The greatest misfortune of the wise man and the greatest unhappiness of the fool are based upon convention.

There are two contrary impulses which govern this man's brain-the one sane, and the other eccentric. They alternate at regular intervals.

A man endures misfortune without complaint.

Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

Every man has three characters - that which he exhibits, that which he has, and that which he thinks he has.