With morality we correct the mistakes of our instincts, and with love we correct the mistakes of our morals.
These are the only genuine ideas, the ideas of the shipwrecked. All the rest is rhetoric, posturing, farce.
The type of human being we prefer reveals the contours of our heart.
The heart of man does not tolerate an absence of the excellent and supreme.
Poetry is adolescence fermented, and thus preserved.
Nobility is defined by the demands it makes on us - by obligations, not by rights. Noblesse oblige. 'To live as one likes is plebeian; the noble man aspires to order and law.'