It Is Only Through Restraint That Man

Generally Among Intelligent People Are Found Nothing But Paralytics And Among Men Of Action Nothing But Fools.

I Find Just As Much Profit In Cultivating My Hates As My Loves.

No Encounter Occured That Day, And I Was Glad Of It; I Took Out Of My Pocket A Little Homer I Had Not Opened Since Leaving Marseilles, Reread Three Lines Of The Odyssey, Learned Them By Heart; Then, Finding Sufficient Sustenance In Their Rhythm And Reveling In Them At Leisure, I Closed The Book And Remained, Trembling, More Alive Than I Had Thought Possible, My Mind Numb With Happiness.

The Public Always Prefers To Be Reassured. There Are Those Whose Job This Is. There Are Only Too Many.

I Have No Use For Knowledge That Has Not Been Preceded By A Sensation