God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man.
Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me.
Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken.