Do not expect to be acknowledged for what you are, much less for what you would be; since no one can well measure a great man but upon the bier.

Cruelty is the highest pleasure to the cruel man; it is his love.

The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.

When a cat flatters ... he is not insincere: you may safely take it for real kindness.

Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear; Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear.

Those who in living fill the smallest space, In death have often left the greatest void.

All schools of philosophy, and almost all authors, are rather to be frequented for exercise than for weight.