Think? Why think! We have computers to do that for us.
The books one has written in the past have two surprises in store: one couldn't write them again, and wouldn't want to.
Beauty in art is often nothing but ugliness subdued.
Prerequisite for rereadability in books: that they be forgettable.
What scientist would not long to go on living, if only to see how the little truths he has brought to light will grow up?
We must watch over our modesty in the presence of those who cannot understand its grounds.