All we are is in the soul.

Women are as they are; they necessarily have the defects of their virtues.

Doubt follows white-winged hope with trembling steps.

What is art? Nature concentrated.

Unintelligent persons are like weeds that thrive in good ground; they love to be amused in proportion to the degree in which they weary themselves.

A lover teaches a wife all her husband has kept from her.

Isn't it really quite extraordinary to see that, since man took his first step, no one has asked himself why he walks, how he walks, if he has ever walked, if he could walk better, what he achieves in walking .. questions that are tied to all the philosophical, psychological, and political systems which preoccupy the world.