To be simple is no small matter.
Nothing is more humiliating than to see idiots succeed in enterprises we have failed in.
Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.
By dint of railing at idiots, one runs the risk of becoming an idiot oneself.
I have dreamed much and have done very little.
What is glory? It is to have a lot of nonsense talked about you.