Do old people always live in the past? What yesterday was firm and true, may not be so today.

Prose and poetry are as different as food and drink.

I know how ingratitude burns, how falsehood tortures, for I have been deceived in friendship and in love; I have learned to lose and to resign myself.

Many said selfishness was the flaw of our modern age; but then self-conceit emerged from a corner of the deepest hell to join selfishness.

Do you think that it is possible to have a mere taste of commonness? Either one hates it or makes common cause with it.

Even with limited intelligence, knowing oneself is not as difficult as some say, but to act according to what one has realized about oneself in real life is as difficult as practicing anything else, compared to theory.

As youth lives in the future, so the adult lives in the past: No one rightly knows how to live in the present.