Truth Consists Of Having The Same Idea

He Who Has Not The Weakness Of Friendship Has Not The Strength.

You Arrive At Truth Through Poetry; I Arrive At Poetry Through Truth.

Remorse Is The Punishment Of Crime; Repentance, Its Expiation. The Former Appertains To A Tormented Conscience; The Latter To A Soul Changed For The Better.

The Sound Of The Drum Drives Out Thought; For That Very Reason It Is The Most Military Of Instruments.

Old Age Takes From The Man Of Intellect No Qualities Save Those That Are Useless To Wisdom.