I Make Presents To The Mother But

To Appreciate The Noble Is A Gain Which Can Never Be Torn From Us.

Nothing Is More Dangerous Than Solitude.

Every Day I Observe More And More The Folly Of Judging Of Others By Ourselves; And I Have So Much Trouble With Myself, And My Own Heart Is In Such Constant Agitation, That I Am Well Content To Let Others Pursue Their Own Course, If They Only Allow Me The Same Privilege.

We Do Not Have To Visit A Madhouse To Find Disordered Minds; Our Planet Is The Mental Institution Of The Universe.

People Are Always Talking About Originality; But What Do They Mean? As Soon As We Are Born, The World Begins To Work Upon Us; And This Goes On To The End. And After All, What Can We Call Our Own, Except Energy, Strength, And Will? If I Could Give An Account Of All That I Owe To Great Predecessors And Contemporaries, There Would Be But A Small Balance In My Favor.