Man finds nothing so intolerable as to be in a state of complete rest, without passions, without occupation, without diversion, without effort. Then he feels his nullity, loneliness, inadequacy, dependence, helplessness, emptiness.
The weather and my mood have little connection. I have my foggy and my fine days within me; my prosperity or misfortune has little to do with the matter.†
It is not only old and early impressions that deceive us; the charms of novelty have the same power.
To find recreation in amusement is not happiness.
If the nose of Cleopatra had been a little shorter it would have changed the history of the world.
Brave deeds are wasted when hidden.