Strong and rare natures are thus created; misery, almost always a stepmother, is sometimes a mother; privation gives birth to power of soul and mind; distress is the nurse of self-respect; misfortune is a good breast for great souls.
The soul in the darkness sins, but the real sinner is he who caused the darkness.
Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that does not prevent them from being of use.
The ode lives upon the ideal, the epic upon the grandiose, the drama upon the real. Victor Hug
Our mind is enriched by what we receive, our heart by what we give.