Woman gives herself as a prize to the weak and as a prop to the strong and no man ever has what he should.
A work settles nothing, just as the labor of a whole generation settles nothing. Sons, and the morrow, always start afresh.
We never remember days, only moments.
The slowness of time, for a man who knows nothing will happen, is brutal.
One must look for one thing only, to find many.
We can all do good deeds, but very few of us can think good thoughts.