Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array,--
Days of absence, I am weary;
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Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array,--
Days of absence, I am weary;
She I love is far away.

We are born weak, we need strength; helpless, we need aid; foolish, we need reason. All that we lack at read more

We are born weak, we need strength; helpless, we need aid; foolish, we need reason. All that we lack at birth, all that we need when we come to man's estate, is the gift of education.

Virtue is a state of war, and to live in it we have always to combat with ourselves.

Virtue is a state of war, and to live in it we have always to combat with ourselves.

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

Money is the seed of money.

Money is the seed of money.