My anger thought you too ignoble for my love, and close examination finds you too magnificent, and only equals are joined together smoothly.

Our age believed herself pregnant with auspicious progeny, but when her hour came, it turned out to be dropsy.

It is open to question whether the highly individualized characters we find in Shakespeare are perhaps not detrimental to the dramatic effect. The human being disappears to the same degree as the individual emerges.

No spoon has yet destroyed a mouth, but the knife of war cuts portions that are hard to swallow. Perhaps the big mouths of the privileged are able to cope with them, but they dull the teeth of the little people and ruin their stomachs.

Plato calls complacency the companion of loneliness.

If human beings are immortal, so are animals. If matter has the ability to remember, it also has the ability to think.

Erroneous views and presumptuousness send a talent to the insane asylum.