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The happiness which is lacking makes one think even the happiness one has unbearable.
— Joseph Roux
privateer
🔗 Read on Wikipedia1768  – 1816
The happiness which is lacking makes one think even the happiness one has unbearable.
When unhappy, one doubts everything; when happy, one doubts nothing.
Our experience is composed rather of illusions lost than of wisdom acquired.
We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.
Solitude vivifies; isolation kills.
The folly which we might have ourselves committed is the one which we are least ready to pardon in another.
It is a very rare thing for a man of talent to succeed by his talent.
Like those statues which must be made larger than "nature" in order that, viewed from below, or from a distance, they may appear to be of the "natural" size, certain truths must be "strained" in order that the public may form a just idea of them.
Say nothing good of yourself, you will be distrusted; say nothing bad of yourself, you will be taken at your word.
The happiness which is lacking makes one think even the happiness one has unbearable.
