Life swarms with innocent monsters.
To handle a language skillfully is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.
Always be drunk ... Get drunk militantly. Just get drunk.
One can only forget about time by making use of it.
There can be no progress-real, moral prgress-except in the individual and by the individual himself.
The form of a town changes more swiftly alas! Than the heart of a mortal.