True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.

There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.

And tears are heard within the harp I touch.

It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.

Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.