One should only question gods where none but gods can reply.

Or shall I go out as a light does, not first blown out by the wind, but grown tired and weary of itself - a burnt out light? Or finally, shall I blow myself out, so as not to burn out?

We count the courtesies accorded us by unpopular people as offenses.

That, however, is - mediocrity, though it be called moderation.

The love of indulgence is rooted in the depths of a man's heart. His soul would prefer to share the excessive and unrestrained; but his soul cannot love.

There is nothing we like to communicate to others as much as the seal of secrecy together with what lies under it.

Virtues are dangerous as vices insofar as they are allowed to rule over one as authorities and not as qualities one develops oneself.