Happiness Rarely Keeps Company With An Empty

Few Pleasures There Are Indeed Without An Aftertouch Of Pain, But That Is The Preservation Which Keeps Them Sweet.

I Look Upon The Whole World As My Fatherland, And Every War Has To Me The Horror Of A Family Feud.

No One Has A Right To Consume Happiness Without Producing It.

As The Eagle Was Killed By The Arrow Winged With His Own Feather, So The Hand Of The World Is Wounded By Its Own Skill.

It Is Hard To Interest Those Who Have Everything In Those Who Have Nothing.