One often calms one's grief by recounting it.
We never taste a perfect joy our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.
Master of the universe but not of myself I am the only rebel against my...
A true king is neither husband nor father he considers his throne and nothing...
Peace is produced by war.
Deceit is the game of petty spirits and that is by nature a woman's quality.
My sweetest hope is to lose hope.
I can be forced to live without happiness but I will never consent to live...
We never taste happiness in perfection our most fortunate successes are...
Happiness seems made to be shared.
They died hard those savage men - like wounded wolves at bay. They were filthy and they were lousy and they stunk. And I loved them.
