And many such good inventions are there, that they are like woman's breasts: useful at the same time, and pleasant.

He who climbeth on the highest mountains, laugheth at all tragic plays and tragic realities.

A few hours of mountain climbing make a blackguard and a saint two rather similar creatures.

They would have to sing better songs for me to learn to have faith in their Redeemer; and his disciples would have to look more redeemed!

This is one of the stout-hearted old warriors: he is angry with civilization because he supposes that its aim is to make all goodthings--honors, treasures, beautiful women--accessible even to cowards.

Are you visiting women? Do not forget your whip

I love him who loveth his virtue: for virtue is the will to down-going, and an arrow of longing.