Never expect any recognition here--the system prohibits it. The cross is not affixed to the genius, no, the genius is affixed to the cross.

The sun of a prince's good graces resembles that in the skies in that it shines most kindly upon the blackest people.

Just as the queen bee, the highest-ranking, peerless creature of her hive, is surrounded by lowly drones to please her, whereas the workers produce honey, the same way is the one who sits on the throne an equal only to himself, and no one's companion.

The most irascible person is most likely to become apathetic in dangerous situations.

Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.

What is done for the children is doubly beneficial, since their success, obvious to everyone, educates the parents as well.

Why does the past look so enticing to us? For the same reason why from a distance a meadow with flowers looks like a flower bed.