Truth is most beautiful undraped.

Something of great importance now past is inferior to something of little importance now present, in that the latter is a reality, and related to the former as something to nothing.

Scoundrels are always sociable.

It's the niceties that make the difference fate gives us the hand, and we play the cards.

The old woman dies, the burden is lifted.

To gain anything we have longed for is only to discover how vain and empty it is; and even though we are always living in expectation of better things, at the same time we often repent and long to have the past back again.

I owe what is best in my own development to the impression made by Kant's works, the sacred writings of the Hindus, and Plato.