Sadness Is A State Of Sin.

I Intend To Bring You Strength, Joy, Courage, Perspicacity, Defiance.

Each Of Us Really Understands In Others Only Those Feelings He Is Capable Of Producing Himself.

I Have No Use For Knowledge That Has Not Been Preceded By A Sensation

Solitude Is Bearable Only With God.

Oh, Would That My Mind Could Let Fall Its Dead Ideas, As The Tree Does Its Withered Leaves!