Love, A Pleasant Folly; Ambition, A Serious

A Woman Is Like Your Shadow; Follow Her, She Flies; Fly From Her, She Follows.

Society ... Is Nothing More Than The War Of A Thousand Petty Opposed Interests, An Eternal Strife Of All The Vanities, Which, Turn In Turn Wounded And Humiliated One By The Other, Intercross, Come Into Collision, And On The Morrow Expiate The Triumph Of The Eve In The Bitterness Of Defeat. To Live Alone, To Remain Unjostled In This Miserable Struggle, Where For A Moment One Draws The Eyes Of The Spectators, To Be Crushed A Moment Later -- This Is What Is Called Being A Nonentity, Having No Existence. Poor Humanity!

One Must Not Hope To Be More Than One Can Be.

Intelligent People Make Many Mistakes Because They Cannot Believe The World Is Really As Foolish As It Is.

Love Is More Pleasant Than Marriage For The Same Reason That Novels Are More Amusing Than History.