Man Is A Free Agent; But He

The Man Who Forgets Does Not Forgive, He Only Loses The Remembrance; Forgiveness Is The Offspring Of A Noble Heart, Of A Generous Mind, Whilst Forgetfulness Is Only The Result Of A Weak Memory, Or Of An Easy Carelessness.

We Ourselve Are The Authors Of Almost All Our Woes And Griefs, Of Which We So Unreasonably Complain.

I Leave To Others The Decision As To The Good Or Evil Tendencies Of My Character, But Such As It Is It Shines Upon My Countenance, And There It Can Easily Be Detected By Any Physiognomist.

I Loved, I Was Loved, My Health Was Good, I Had A Great Deal Of Money, And I Spent It, I Was Happy And I Confessed It To Myself.

I Have Always Had Such Sincere Love For Truth, That I Have Often Begun By Telling Stories For The Purpose Of Getting Truth To Enter The Heads Of Those Who Could Not Appreciate Its Charms.