You believe happiness to be derived from the place in which once you have been happy, but in truth it is centered in ourselves.

Nobody understands another's sorrow, and nobody another's joy.

Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife.

Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

I try to decorate my imagination as much as I can.