Everything Changes. The only thing that remains immovable across the centuries and fixes the character of a people is cooking.

As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.

If people did not love one another, I really don't see what use there would be in having any spring.

My tastes are aristocratic, my actions democratic.

Table talk and Lovers' talk equally elude the grasp; Lovers' talk is clouds, table talk is smoke.

I am for religion, against religions.

It is man's consolation that the future is to be a sunrise instead of a sunset.