Man cannot persist long in a conscious state, he must throw himself back into the unconscious, for his root lives there.

Thou art in the end what thou art. Put on wigs with millions of curls, set thy foot upon ell-high rocks. Thou abidest ever--what thou art.

Everything is hard before it is easy.

It would be a lowly art that allowed itself to be understood all at once.

Why look for conspiracy when stupidity can explain so much

Every second is of infinite value.

The intelligent man finds almost everything ridiculous, the sensible man hardly anything.