Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.
Progress in thought is the assertion of individualism against authority.
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
Vulgarity is simply the conduct of other people.
Conformity is the last refuge of the unimaginitive
A burnt child loves the fire.