I expect Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.
The debts we owe ourselves are the hardest to pay.
We are betrayed by what is false within
A house with a great wine stored below lives in our imagination as a joyful house, fast and splendidly rooted in the soil.
There is nothing the body suffers which the soul may not profit by.
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars.