Theories Pass. The Frog Remains.

In Our Ideals We Unwittingly Reveal Our Vices.

Truth Is Always Served By Great Minds, Even If They Fight It.

The Books One Has Written In The Past Have Two Surprises In Store: One Couldn't Write Them Again, And Wouldn't Want To.

To Be Adult Is To Be Alone.

We Bestow On Others Praise In Which We Do Not Believe, On Condition That In Return They Bestow Upon Us Praise In Which We Do.