Artists must be sacrificed to their art.

The etymologist finds the deadest word to have been once a brilliant picture.

Heaven walks among us ordinarily muffled in such triple or tenfold disguises that the wisest are deceived and no one suspects the days to be gods.

Travel is a fools paradise.

No change of circumstances can repair a defect of character.

Let us leave hurry to slaves.

There are eyes, to be sure, that give no more admission into the man than blueberries.