“So finally we tumble into the abyss, we ask God why he has made us so feeble. But, in spite of ourselves, He replies through our consciences: ‘I have made you too feeble to climb out of the pit, because i made you strong enough not to fall in.”

“Why should we build our happiness on the opinons of others, when we can find it in our own hearts?”

“Truth is an homage that the good man pays to his own dignity.”

“I believed that I was approaching the end of my days without having tasted to the full any of the pleasures for which my heart thirsted…without having ever tasted that passion which, through lack of an object, was always suppressed. …The impossibility of attaining the real persons precipitated me into the land of chimeras; and seeing nothing that existed worthy of my exalted feelings, I fostered them in an ideal world which my creative imagination soon peopled with beings after my own heart.”

“To live is not to breathe but to act. It is to make use of our organs, our senses, our faculties, of all the parts of ourselves which give us the sentiment of our existence. The man who has lived the most is not he who has counted the most years but he who has most felt life.”