The only reward to be expected from literature is contempt if one fails and hatred if one succeeds.
The progress of rivers to the ocean is not so rapid as that of man to error.
Anything too stupid to be said is sung.
He was my equal in beauty, a paragon of grace and charm, sparkling with wit, and burning with love. I adored him to distraction, to the point of idolatry: I loved him as one can never love twice.
Cherish those who seek the truth but beware of those who find it.
He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.