Society Is Divided Into Two Classes, The

An Economist Is A Surgeon With An Excellent Scalpel And A Rough-edged Lancet, Who Operates Beautifully On The Dead And Tortures The Living.

Life Is A Malady In Which Sleep Soothes Us Every Sixteen Hours; It Is A Palliation; Death Is The Remedy.

One Must Not Hope To Be More Than One Can Be.

The Philosopher Who Would Fain Extinguish His Passions Resembles The Chemist Who Would Like To Let His Furnace Go Out.

Do You Think That Revolutions Are Made With Rose Water?