Ultimately, It Is The Desire, Not The

Stupid As A Man, Say The Women: Cowardly As A Woman, Say The Men. Stupidity In A Woman Is Unwomanly.

No Man Ever Wrote More Eloquently And Luminously [than Heraclitus].

A Refined Soul Is Distressed To Know That Someone Owes It Thanks; A Crude Soul, To Know That It Owes Someone Thanks.

When One Does Away With Oneself One Does The Most Estimable Thing Possible: One Thereby Almost Deserves To Live.

To Call A Thing Good Not A Day Longer Than It Appears To Us Good, And Above All Not A Day Earlier - That Is The Only Way To Keep Joy Pure.