Oblivion is the rule and fame the exception, of humanity.
Familiarity is the root of the closest friendships, as well as the interests hatreds.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
Ideas are a capital that bears interest only in the hands of talent.
Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future.
Category: Life And Living
Memory always obeys the commands of the heart.
It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit.
Reason is the historian, but passions are the actors.
To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.
Speech is external thought, and thought internal speech.
The only thing wealth does for some people is to make them worry about losing it.