Someone who is reluctant to say what he needs to say, often ends up doing so with an insolence whose crassness is proportionate tohis fear, once he gathers the necessary courage.

History is the zoology of the human race.

Prose talks and poetry sings.

Beauty satisfies the senses completely and at the same time uplifts the soul. That which gratifies the senses is pleasant, and that which uplifts the soul without being sensual in the least is good, true, right, anything you like, but not beautiful.

When mundane, lowly activities are at stake, too much insight is detrimental — far-sightedness errs in immediate concerns.

A book is quite a beautiful thing, even more so learning. Together, however, all they amount to is called book-learning.

You even called me stupid in your verse, and I'm almost agreeing, for where stupidity is involved, you are quite an expert, friend.