Some men have sighed over the abduction of their wives, but many more have sighed because no one wanted to abduct theirs.

The idealist is incorrigible: if he is thrown out of his heaven he makes an ideal of his hell.

A little poison now and then: that makes for pleasant dreams. And a lot of poison at the end, for a pleasant death.

Nothing can be done about it: every master has but a single pupil--and he will not stay loyal to him--for he is also destined to become a master.

Human life is inexplicable, and still without meaning: a fool may decide its fate.

If married couples did not live together, happy marriages would be more frequent.

Indeed, what forces us at all to suppose that there is an essential opposition of 'true' and 'false'? Is it not sufficient to assume degrees of apparentness and, as it were, lighter and darker shadows and shades of appearance- different 'values', to use the language of painters?