No One Makes A Revolution

Work Is Not Man's Punishment. It Is His Reward And His Strength And His Pleasure.

The Beauty That Addresses Itself To The Eyes Is Only The Spell Of The Moment; The Eye Of The Body Is Not Always That Of The Soul.

Life Is A Succession Of Afflictions For The Heart.

The Intellect Seeks, The Heart Finds.

The Publication Of A Book Only Brings Very Paltry Results To Its Author.