Novelty is an essential attribute of the beautiful.
Increased means and increased leisure are the two civilizers of man.
A sophistical rhetorician, inebriated with the exuberance of his own verbosity, and gifted with an egotistical imagination that can at all times command an interminable and inconsistent series of arguments to malign an opponent and to glorify himself.
Finality is not the language of politics.
"Sorry" only counts for that which it cannot alter.
It is the lot of man to suffer; it is also his fortune to forget. Oblivion and sorrow share our being, as darkness and light divide the course of time.