Listen to what people say about themselves; they will tell you everything you need to know.

When science drove the gods out of nature, they took refuge in poetry and the porticos of civic buildings.

The question you're not supposed to ask is the important one.

Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc.

Language cannot say everything, fortunately.

Irony regards every simple truth as a challenge.

Often, when I want to consult my impulses, I cannot find them.