England Is Never In A

On An Exhausted Field, Only Weeds Grow.

I Consider That In Dialectics I Am The Equal Of Socrates. As To Women, I Agree That Each Has Three Or Four Souls, But None Of Them A Reasoning One.

Anxiety Prepares The Organism Badly For An Ordeal Which Even Under More Favorable Circumstances Would Not Be An Easy Thing To Bear.

Life Deserves Laughter, Hence People Laugh At It.

There Is Probably No Greater Idler Than Myself. And I Would Consider Myself A Lazy-bones If I Did Not Write So Many Volumes, And If I Did Not Admire My Diligence Once I Begin Writing.