Walks. The body advances, while the mind flutters around it like a bird.
Posterity! Why should people be less stupid tomorrow than they are today?
You can recover from the writing malady only by falling mortally ill and dying.
We are in the world to laugh. In purgatory or in hell we shall no longer be able to do so. And in heaven it would not be proper.
Being bored is an insult to oneself.
Clarity is the politeness of the man of letters.