The sky was pure opal now.
To know anything about oneself one must know all about others.
To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life.
In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.
True love is just like regular love, but with more truth.
And once, or twice, to throw the dice is a gentlemanly game, But he does not win who plays with Sin in the secret house of shame