The Profession Of Letters Is, After All,

Dreaming Is To Think By Moonlight By The Light Of An Inner Moon.

Fame Is A Constant Effort

If I Were To Begin My Life Again, I Should Want It As It Was. I Would Only Open My Eyes A Little More.

We Are So Happy To Advise Others That Occasionally We Even Do It In Their Interest.

Life Is What Our Character Makes It. We Fashion It, As A Snail Does Its Shell. A Man Can Say: I Never Made A Fortune Because It Is Not In My Character To Be Rich.