What rapture, oh, it is to know A good thing when you see it And having seen a good thing, oh, What rapture 'tis to flee it.
We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
To those who does not know the world is on fire, I have nothing to say.
Grub first, then ethics.
You have to attack once the truth is too weak to defend itself.
When the wound/ No longer hurts/ The scar does.