believe she gives
     Found nothing that answered to my indefinable expectations
     Fred’s verses were not good, but they were full of dejection
     Frenchman has only one real luxury—­his revolutions
     Friendship exists only in independence and a kind of equality
     Fringe which makes an unlovely border to the city
     Funeral processions are no longer permitted
     Galileo struck the earth, crying:  “Nevertheless it moves!”
     Gave value to her affability by not squandering it
     God forgive the timid and the prattler! 
     God may have sent him to purgatory just for form’s sake
     God—­or no principles! 
     Good and bad days succeeded each other almost regularly
     Good form consists, above all things, in keeping silent
     Great interval between a dream and its execution
     Great sorrows neither accuse nor blaspheme—­they listen
     Great difference between dearly and very much
     Grief itself was for her but a means of seducing
     Habit turns into a makeshift of attachment
     Had not been spoiled by Fortune’s gifts
     Had not told all—­one never does tell all
     Hang out the bush, but keep no tavern
     Happiness of being pursued
     Happiness exists only by snatches and lasts only a moment
     Happy men don’t need company
     Happy is he who does not outlive his youth
     Hard that one can not live one’s life over twice
     Hard workers are pitiful lovers
     Has as much sense as the handle of a basket
     Hatred of everything which is superior to myself
     Have never known in the morning what I would do in the evening
     Have not that pleasure, it is useless to incur the penalties
     He Would Have Been Forty Now
     He always loved to pass for being overwhelmed with work
     He almost regretted her
     He fixed the time mentally when he would speak
     He does not know the miseries of ambition and vanity
     He knew now the divine malady of love
     He lives only in the body
     He did not blush to be a man, and he spoke to men with force
     He was very unhappy at being misunderstood
     He lost his time, his money, his hair, his illusions
     He is charming, for one always feels in danger near him
     He does not bear ill-will to those whom he persecutes
     He could not imagine that often words are the same as actions
     He studied until the last moment
     He who is loved by a beautiful woman is sheltered from every blow
     He is not intelligent enough to doubt
     He led the brilliant and miserable existence of the unoccupied
     He did not sleep, so much the better!  He would work more
     Hearty laughter which men affect to assist digestion
     Heed that you lose not in dignity what you gain in revenge
     Her husband had become quite bearable
     Her kindness, which