I hear nothings, I speak nothings, I take interest in nothing and from nothing to nothing I travel gently down the dull way which leads to becoming nothing.

I hear nothings, I speak nothings, I take interest in nothing and from nothing to nothing I travel gently down the dull way which leads to becoming nothing.

Impromptu thoughts are mental wild-flowers.

The first step is the hardest.

[On the legend that after being beheaded St. Denis walked six miles with his head in his hands:] It is only the first step that is difficult.

Ah! I shall repeat it endlessly, the only misfortune is to be born!

Let us strive to improve ourselves, for we cannot remain stationary; one either progresses or retrogrades.