I decided that it was not wisdom that enabled poets to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean.
Wisdom is knowing when you don't know
The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.
Once made equal to man, woman becomes his superior.
False language, evil in itself, infects the soul with evil.
The nearest way to glory a shortcut, as it were is to strive to be what you wish to be thought to be.