Renown? I've already got more of it than those I respect, and will never have as much as those for whom I feel contempt.
Science has made us gods even before we are worthy of being men.
The ideal, without doubt, varies, but its enemies, alas, are always the same.
I still understand a few words in life, but I no longer think they make a sentence.
We spend our time envying people whom we wouldn't wish to be.
I prefer the honest jargon of reality to the outright lies of books.