We are not men, but promises of men.
What we know is to what we do not know, as a grain of sand is to the beach.
Doubt is the tax man pays for the luxury of useless knowledge.
The greatest pleasures of love are inseparable from its greatest pains: Love has the face of a goddess, but the talons of a lion.
Few can tell what they know without also showing what they do not know.
Better to deserve praise without having it, than to have it without deserving it.