When intelligent people pride themselves on not understanding, it is quite natural they should succeed better than fools.

We prefer to go deformed and distorted all our lives rather than not resemble the portrait of ourselves which we ourselves have first drawn. It’s absurd. We run the risk of warping what’s best in us

'Therefore' is a word the poet must not know.

From the satisfaction of desire there may arise, accompanying joy and as it were sheltering behind it, something not unlike despair.

Only fools don't contradict themselves

I am lost if I attempt to take count of chronology. When I think over the past, I am like a person whose eyes cannot properly measure distances and is liable to think things extremely remote which on examination prove to be quite near.

The sole art that suits me is that which, rising from unrest, tends toward serenity.