Fate succumbs many a species: one alone jeopardises itself.

You shall love your crooked neighbour, with your crooked heart.

As a rule, it was the pleasure-haters who became unjust.

Most people call something profound, not because it is near some important truth but because it is distant from ordinary life. Thus, darkness is profound to the eye, silence to the ear; what-is-not is the profundity of what-is.

Good can imagine Evil; but Evil cannot imagine Good.

It's usually the stupid people that develop long illnesses. You need more than indolence and selfishness, you need endurance to make a good patient.

The eye likes novelty, but the ear craves familiarity.