Voltaire

I have been a hundred times upon the point of killing myself, but still I was fond of life. This ridiculous weakness is, perhaps, one of the dangerous principles implanted in our nature. For what can be more absurd than to persist in carrying a burden of which we wish to be eased? to detest, and yet to strive to preserve our existence? In a word, to caress the serpent that devours us, and hug him close to our bosoms till he has gnawed into our hearts?

"Optimism," said Cacambo, "what is that?"

"Alas!" replied Candide, "it is the obstinacy of maintaining that everything is best when it is worst."

Ignorant readers are apt to judge a writer by his reputation. For my part, I read only to please myself. I like nothing but what makes for my purpose.

It is demonstrable," said he, "that things cannot be otherwise than as they are; for as all things have been created for some end, they must necessarily be created for the best end.

but still there must certainly be a pleasure in criticising everything, and in perceiving faults where others think they see beauties.

you are now the support, the defender, the hero of the Bulgarians; your fortune is made; you are in the high road to glory."

lost through the injuries of time.

Brighten up — remain my true and only treasure, my all, as I to you.

— as you too love — yet I love you stronger —

Your love made me the happiest and unhappiest at the same time.