Faith, indeed, has up to the present not been able to move real mountains, although I do not know who assumed that it could. But it can put mountains where there are none.
A matter that becomes clear ceases to concern us.
The wreckage of stars - I built a world from this wreckage.
Not joy is the mother of dissipation, but joylessness.
It is no doubt possible to fly--but first you must know how to dance like an angel.
The Refinement of Shame. People are not ashamed to think something foul, but they are ashamed when they think these foul thoughts are attributed to them.