After a certain age, and even if we develop in quite different ways, the more we become ourselves, the more our family traits are accentuated.

It is often simply from lack of creative imagination that we do not go far enough in suffering.

The being that I shall be after death has no more reason to remember the man I have been since my birth than the latter to remember what I was before it.

For with the perturbations of memory are linked the intermittencies of the heart.

The mistakes of doctors are innumerable. They err as a rule out of optimism as to the treatment, and pessimism as to the outcome.

We do not include the pleasures we enjoy in sleep in the inventory of the pleasures we have experienced in the course of our existence.

His [Morel's] nature was really like a sheet of paper that has been folded so often in every direction that it is impossible to straighten it out.

To write is human, to edit is divine.

Beneath her curls, I forget the world, With a mere gaze she raises my hopes of gold. Love is as much in her heart as in mine, But she doesn’t say it, her punishment so divine.

Charity is that with which no man is lost, and without which no man is saved.

Medical research is needed, and I just saw there was a need for help that the government - state or federal - was not spending the taxpayers' money on helping people get through college.

Depriving yourself will, ironically enough, lead to rebelling and weight gain.

Modern life has gotten so strange, we all get 150 emails and text messages a day, and it's hard when things are moving that quickly to keep that sense of wonder about being alive.

Of all the priceless objects left behind, this is what we rescue. These artifacts. Memory cues. Useless souvenirs. Nothing you could auction. The scars left from happiness.

There is great satisfaction in a well-made clean tool that does its work well.

He takes the greatest ornament from friendship, who takes modesty from it. [Lat., Maximum ornamentum amicitiae tollit, qui ex ea tollit verecudiam.]

Jobs that require a suit upset me. They displease me much, as our world is rife with such superficial conformity.