Let the past be content with itself, for man needs forgetfulness as well as memory

We get wise by asking questions, and even if these are not answered we get wise, for a well-packed question carries its answer on its back as a snail carries its shell.

I hear a sudden cry of pain! There is a rabbit in a snare.

Men come of age at sixty, women at fifteen.

A woman is a branchy tree and man a singing wind; and from her branches carelessly he takes what he can find.

Is it not possible that the ultimate end is gaiety and music and a dance of joy?

Women and birds are able to see without turning their heads, and that is indeed a necessary provision for they are both surrounded by enemies.