To Live Is Often To Struggle Toward

The Ideal, Without Doubt, Varies, But Its Enemies, Alas, Are Always The Same.

I Think I Am One Of Those Who Can Manage Not To Take On A Completely Different Appearance Under Their Own Glance.

The Divine Is Perhaps That Quality In Man Which Permits Him To Endure The Lack Of God.

We Must Watch Over Our Modesty In The Presence Of Those Who Cannot Understand Its Grounds.

It Is Horrible To See Everything That One Detested In The Past Coming Back Wearing The Colors Of The Future.