Wisdom leads us back to childhood.
Man lives between the infinitely large and the infinitely small.
It is not shameful for a man to succumb to pain and it is shameful to succumb to pleasure.
Admiration spoils all from infancy.
Continuous eloquence wearies. Grandeur must be abandoned to be appreciated. Continuity in everything is unpleasant. Cold is agreeable, that we may get warm.
Eloquence is the painting of thought.