All language is rhetorical, and even the senses are poets.

There are books in which the footnotes, or the comments scrawled by some reader's hand in the margin, are more interesting than the text. The world is one of those books.

Happiness is the only sanction of life; where happiness fails, existence remains a mad and lamentable experiment.

Love, whether sexual, parental, or fraternal, is essentially sacrificial, and prompts a man to give his life for his friends.

The fact of having been born is a bad augury for immortality.

Art is a delayed echo.

The Bible is literature, not dogma.