A strong and well-constituted man digests his experiences (deeds and misdeeds all included) just as he digests his meats, even when he has some tough morsels to swallow.
When I am all alone, I often, very often, say your name aloud…
I hate you most because you attract, but are not strong enough to pull me to you.
The voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls.
People who have given us their complete confidence believe that they have a right to ours. The inference is false, a gift confers no rights.
Broad daylight; breakfast; return of cheerfulness and bons sens; Plato blushes for shame; all free spirits run riot.