It is a revenge the devil sometimes takes upon the virtuous, that he entraps them by the force of the very passion they have suppressed and think themselves superior to.

Trust the man who hesitates in his speech and is quick and steady in action, but beware of long arguments and long beards.

The same battle in the clouds will be known to the deaf only as lightning and to the blind only as thunder.

I have imagination, and nothing that is real is alien to me.

I believe in the possibility of happiness, if one cultivates intuition and outlives the grosser passions, including optimism.

Memory... is an internal rumor.

Children are natural mythologists: they beg to be told tales, and love not only to invent but to enact falsehoods.