The sea is an idiom I cannot decipher.

He constructed a vast labyrinthine of periods, made impassable by the piling-up of clauses upon clauses-clauses in which oversight and bad grammar seemed manifestations of disdain.

Only in the present do things happen.

He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words; and that we may mention or allude to a thing, but not express it.

The word happiness exists in every language; it is plausible the thing itself exists.

I ask of any God, of any gods, that if they give immortality, I hope to be granted oblivion also.

To bless thine enemy is a good way to satisfy thy vanity.