A hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer.
All power appears only in transition. Permanent power is stuff.
There is but one temple in the world, and that is the body of man. Nothing is holier than this high form. Bending before men is a reverence done to this revelation in the flesh. We touch heaven when we lay our hand on a human body.
Hypotheses are nets: only he who casts will catch.
We are near awakening when we dream that we dream.
In cheerful souls there is no wit. Wit shows a disturbance of the equipoise.