Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.

To desire immortality is to desire the eternal perpetuation of a great mistake

First the truth is ridiculed. Then it meets outrage. Then it is said to have been obvious all along.

In early youth, as we contemplate our coming life, we are like children in a theatre before the curtain is raised, sitting there in high spirits and eagerly waiting for the play to begin. It is a blessing that we do not know what is really going to happen. Could we foresee it, there are times when children might seem like innocent prisoners, condemned, not to death, but to life, and as yet all unconscious of what their sentence means.

We deceive and flatter no one by such delicate artificies as we do our own selves.

No rose without a thorn but many a thorn without a rose.

Everybody's friend is nobody's.