The Future is hidden even from those who are forging it.
In truth man is made rather to eat ices than to pore over old texts.
Chance is perhaps the pseudonym of God when he did not want to sign.
It is in the ability to deceive oneself that the greatest talent is shown.
Human affairs inspire in noble hearts only two feelings-admiration or pity.
There is a certain impertinence in allowing oneself to be burned for an opinion.