Full of troubles, the mind is still the only Garden of Delight.

No matter how close thought sticks to the actual, it follows its own rules.

Unlike the ambiguity of life, the ambiguity of language does reach a limit.

Passion cooks. Reason cleans.

Disillusionment is not truth.

All the powers of imagination combine in hypochondria.

Good deal: justice for you, mercy for me.