Give Me The Benefit Of Your Convictions,

Only By Joy And Sorrow Does A Person Know Anything About Themselves And Their Destiny. They Learn What To Do And What To Avoid.

It Is In Human Nature To Relax, When Not Compelled By Personal Advantage Or Disadvantage.

He Who Cannot Draw On Three Thousand Years Is Living From Hand To Mouth.

Is It Not Enough That We Cannot Make One Another Happy, Must We Also Rob One Another Of The Pleasures That Any Heart May Permit Itself Now And Then? And Name Me A Person Who In A Bad Mood Will Be Decent Enough To Hide It, To Bear It Alone, Without Destroying The Joy Around Him. Is It Not Rather An Inner Dissatisfaction With Our Own Unworthiness, A Dislike Of Ourselves That Is Always Associated With Envy Aggravated By Foolish Conceit? We See People Happy And Not Made Happy By Us, And That Is Unbearable.

A Person Is Never Happy Till Their Vague Strivings Has Itself Marked Out Its Proper Limitations.