To understand via the heart is not to understand.

Oh these foolish men! They could not create so much as a worm, but they create gods by the dozens.

Who feareth to suffer suffereth already, because he feareth.

It is not my deeds that I write down, it is myself, my essence.

The most beautiful lives, to my mind, are those that conform to the common human pattern, with order, but without miracle and without eccentricity.

There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.

Time steals away without any inconvenience.