There are people who so arrange their lives that they feed themselves only on side dishes.
The type of human being we prefer reveals the contours of our heart.
I am I plus my circumstances.
Poetry has become the higher algebra of metaphors.
We distinguish the excellent man from the common man by saying that the former is the one who makes great demands on himself, and the latter who makes no demands on himself.
What makes a nation great is not primarily its great men, but the stature of its innumerable mediocre ones.