It is not to everyone's taste that truth should be pronounced pleasant. But at least let no one believe that error becomes truth when it is pronounced unpleasant.

That lies should be necessary to life is part and parcel of the terrible and questionable character of existence.

A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us.

At one time or another, almost every politician needs an honest man so badly that, like a ravenous wolf, he breaks into a sheep-fold: not to devour the ram he has stolen, however, but rather to conceal himself behind its wooly back.

The mother of excess is not joy but joylessness.

Some are made modest by great praise, others insolent.

"This - is now my way - where is yours"? Thus did I answer those who asked me "the way". For the way - it does not exist!