The hour-hand of life.
you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?
All idealism is falsehood in the face of necessity.
Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders.
The surest aid in combating the male's disease of self-contempt is to be loved by a clever woman.
Truths are illlusions which we have forgotten are illusions.