In order to succeed in a profession, a person not only needs to have its good, but also its bad qualities. The former are the spirit, the latter is the body of the job.

When receiving an order, many servants repeat their "yes" numerous times, especially the lazy ones.

Drive the women from the bed just as you drove them from the choir; a eunuch sings in Rome, and the priests masturbate.

Mankind is getting smarter every day. Actually, it only seems so. At least we are making progress. We're progressing, to be sure, ever more deeply into the forest.

Prose and poetry are as different as food and drink.

You can make the best of it and be content, or you can complain, it makes no difference. What does it matter that human beings judge the things that exist?

Soon there will be nothing truly profound that is not achieved by everyone, and of the difficult things in this world only one will be left: simplicity.