Books Always Speak Of Other Books.

How Beautiful Was The Spectacle Of Nature Not Yet Touched By The Often Perverse Wisdom Of Man!

What Is Life If Not The Shadow Of A Fleeting Dream?

Memory Is A Stopgap For Humans, For Whom Time Flies And What Is Passed Is Passed.

The First Quality Of An Honest Man Is Contempt For Religion, Which Would Have Us Afraid Of The Most Natural Thing In The World, Which Is Death; And Would Have Us Hate The One Beautiful Thing Destiny Has Given Us, Which Is Life.

Every Great Thinker Is Someone Else's Moron.