When a woman has scholarly inclinations there is usually something wrong with her sexuality.

All that philosophers have handled for millennia has been conceptual mummies; nothing actual has ever escaped from their hands alive.

In compassionate men, severity is a virtue.

The sensible author writes for no other posterity than his own--that is, for his age--so as to be able even then to take pleasurein himself.

I hate who steals my solitude, without really offer me in exchange company.

I have been casting shadows all my life without caring about how deeply they stain my soul.

Curiosity creeps into the houses of the unfortunate and the needy under the name of duty or of pity.