To Love The Truth Is To Refuse

By The Time A Philospher Answers A Question Weve Usually Forgotten What Was Asked.

If One Could Recover The Uncompromising Spirit Of One's Youth, One's Greatest Indignation Would Be For What One Has Become.

The Miser Puts His Gold Pieces Into A Coffer; But As Soon As The Coffer Is Closed, It Is As If It Were Empty.

Great Authors Are Admirable In This Respect: In Every Generation They Make For Disagreement. Through Them We Become Aware Of Our Differences.

There Are Very Few Monsters Who Warrant The Fear We Have Of Them.