Every habit makes our hand more witty and our wit less handy.

The child is innocence and forgetting, a new beginning, a game, a wheel rolling on its own, a prime movement, a sacred Yes.

Lightning and thunder need time, the light of the stars needs time, deeds need time, even after they are done, to be seen and heard.

Nobody is more inferior than those who insist on being equal.

And like a wind shall I one day blow amongst them and with my spirit take away their soul's breath: thus my future wills it.

The great works are produced in such an ecstasy of love that they must always be unworthy of it, however great their worth otherwise.

A married philosopher belongs to comedy.