The biologist passes. The frog stays the same.
A man is not old as long as he is seeking something.
It is horrible to see everything that one detested in the past coming back wearing the colors of the future.
When I was young I pitied the old. Now old, it is the young I pity.
We are not naïve enough to ask for pure men; we ask merely for men whose impurity does not conflict with the obligations of their job.
Theories pass. The frog remains.