Cultivated men and women who do not skim the cream of life, and are attached to the duties, yet escape the harsher blows, make acute and balanced observers.
Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.
The future not being born, my friend, we will abstain from baptizing it.
Prepare, You lovers, to know Love a thing of moods: Not like hard life, of laws.
Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious.
The man who has no mind of his own lends it to the priests.