Bright is the ring of words When the right man rings them, Fair the fall of songs When the singer sings them. Still they are carolled and said - On wings they are carried - After the singer is dead And the maker buried.

Man is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but primarily by catchwords.

Keep busy at something: a busy person never has time to be unhappy.

All human beings are commingled out of good and evil.

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

The ideal story is that of two people who go into love step for step, with a fluttered consciousness, like a pair of children venturing together into a dark room.

Nothing more strongly arouses our disgust than cannibalism, yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we feed on babies, though not our own.