For Shakespeare, in the matter of religion, the choice lay between Christianity and nothing. He chose nothing.

Those who cannot remember the pastare condemned to repeat it. or: Those who have never heard of good system development practice are condemned to reinvent it.

Man has an inexhuastible faculty for lying, especially to himself.

Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence.

The constant demands of the heart and the belly can allow man only an incidental indulgence in the pleasures of the eye and the understanding.

Language is like money, without which specific relative values may well exist and be felt, but cannot be reduced to a common denominator.

The truth is cruel, but it can be loved, and it makes free those who have loved it.