Truly man is the king of beasts, for his brutality exceeds them. We live by the death of others. We are burial places.
Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?
A beautiful body perishes, but a work of art dies not.
Movement will fail sooner than usefulness.
Thou, O God, dost sell us all good things at the price of labor.
I abhor the supreme folly of those who blame the disciples of nature in defiance of those masters who were themselves her pupils