The denigration of those we love always detaches us from them in some degree. Never touch your idols: the gilding will stick to your fingers.
What is beautiful is moral, that is all there is to it.
COLD. Healthier than heat.
It seems to me that I have always existed and that I possess memories that date back to the Pharaohs.
What is glory? It is to have a lot of nonsense talked about you.
I have come to have the firm conviction that vanity is the basis of everything, and finally that what one calls conscience is only inner vanity.