He who possesses a firm faith, although in solitude, is not alone

Books make men alone for themselves.

It lies in our own power to attune the mind to cheerfulness.

Perfect solitude is when, for a whole day, no human eye has beheld your face.

Being alone when one’s belief is firm, is not to be alone.

Only what thou art in thyself determines thy value, not what thou hast.

Why does it signify to us what they think of us after death, when our being has become only an empty sound?