I build only living stones--men.
Frugality is for the vulgar.
Giving words [is] an act of lovers.
Parisians are so besotted, so silly and so naturally inept that a street player, a seller of indulgences, a mule with its cymbals,a fiddler in the middle of a crossroads, will draw more people than would a good Evangelist preacher.
To good and true love, fear is forever affixed.
Science without conscience is the soul's perdition.