True love is that which ennobles the personality, fortifies the heart, and sanctifies the existence.

How true it is that our destinies are decided by nothings and that a small imprudence helped by some insignificant accident, as an acorn is fertilized by a drop of rain, may raise the trees on which perhaps we and others shall be crucified.

Wisdom consists in rising superior both to madness and to common sense, and is lending oneself to the universal illusion without becoming its dupe.

For purposes of action nothing is more useful than narrowness of thought combined with energy of will.

Truth is not only violated by falsehood; it may be equally outraged by silence.

Will localizes us, thought universalizes us.

Time is but the space between our memories; as soon as we cease to perceive this space, time has disappeared.