Truth is a fruit which should not be plucked until it is ripe.
Why, since we are always complaining of our ills, are we constantly employed in redoubling them?
It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.
Originality is nothing but judicious plagiarism.
The question of good and evil remains in irremediable chaos for those who seek to fathom it in reality. It is mere mental sport to the disputants, who are captives that play with their chains.
Change everything except your loves.