I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow.
Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.
Chance is a word void of sense; nothing can exist without a cause.
Man is free at the moment he wishes to be.
The truths of religion are never so well understood as by those who have lost the power of reason.
Let us work without theorizing, tis the only way to make life endurable.
