The Greatest Joy A Petty Soul Can

Neither The Passions Not Justice Nor Politics Nor The Great Social Forces Ever Consider The Victims They Strike.

Man Judges Of Nature In Relation To Itself; The Angelic Spirit Judges Of It In Relation To Heaven. In Short, To The Spirits Everything Speaks.

Nature Makes Only Dumb Animals. We Owe The Fools To Society.

My Writing Table Has Seen All My Wretchedness, Knows All My Plans, Has Overheard All My Thoughts.

What Patient Can Trust The Knowledge Of A Physician Without Reputation Or Furniture, In A Period When Publicity Is All-powerful And When The Government Gilds The Lamp Posts On The Place De La Concorde In Order To Dazzle The Poor?