Nature never said to me: Do not be poor still less did she say: Be rich her cry to me was always: Be independent.
Society is composed of two great classes those who have more dinners than...
I have a bit of a rebellious nature.
The art of living does not consist in preserving and clinging to a particular mode of happiness but in allowing happiness to change its form without being disappointed by the change happiness like a child must be allowed to grow up.