What Does Not Destroy Me, Makes Me

Many A Man Fails As An Original Thinker Simply Because His Memory It Too Good.

A Sedentary Life Is The Real Sin Against The Holy Spirit. Only Those Thoughts That Come By Walking Have Any Value.

There Is Always Some Madness In Love. But There Is Also Always Some Reason In Madness.

One Ought To Hold On To One's Heart; For If One Lets It Go, One Soon Loses Control Of The Head Too.

Sensuality Often Hastens The "growth Of Love" So Much That The Roots Remain Weak And Are Easily Torn Up.