A man who does not lose his reason over certain things has none to lose.
It is not children only that one feeds with fairy tales.
Yesterday I lived, today I suffer, tomorrow I die; but I still think fondly, today and tomorrow, of yesterday.
The true vagrant is the only king above all comparison.
The most deadly fruit is borne by the hatred which one grafts on an extinguished friendship
For me the greatest beauty always lies in the greatest clarity.