Time flies, and what is past is done.

All of us, just because we are able to talk, also believe we are able to talk about language.

Microscopes and telescopes really confuse our minds.

It is the strange fate of man, that even in the greatest of evils the fear of the worst continues to haunt him.

Certain faults are necessary for the existence of the individual. We would resent it if old friends were to get rid of certain peculiarities.

For that is love's nature that it lays claim to exclusive right and that all other claims are nil.

Nothing is more dangerous than solitude.