Words, Like Glass, Obscure When They Do

Imitate Time; It Destroys Everything Slowly; It Undermines, It Wears Away, It Detaches, It Does Not Wrench.

Genuine Witticisms Surprise Those Who Say Them As Much As Those Who Listen To Them; They Arise In Us In Spite Of Us, Or, At Least, Without Our Participation,--like Everything Inspired.

The Punishment Of Those Who Have Loved Women Too Much Is To Love Them Always.

When You Go In Search Of Honey You Must Expect To Be Stung By Bees.

Those Readiest To Criticise Are Often Least Able To Appreciate.