The Arcadians were chestnut-eaters.

Wine is a peep-hole on a man.

Tis said that wrath is the last thing in a man to grow old.

Not houses finely roofed or the stones of walls well builded, nay nor canals and dockyards make the city, but men able to use their opportunity.

To be bowed by grief is folly; Naught is gained by melancholy; Better than the pain of thinking, Is to steep the sense in drinking.

Brave men are a city's strongest tower of defence.

Not well-built walls, but brave citizens are the bulwark of the city.

Fighting men are the city's fortress.

Plant no tree sooner than the vine.

One that hath wine as a chain about his wits, such a one lives no life at all.

Such is the world that I can no longer bear to say prayers, for I am sick of speaking to the gods who choose to do nothingbut as they wish.

Hope is the easiest thing that turn into dust.

Without accepting our personality, we try to meet the requirements of the society and do everything to be accepted

We cannot ignore our gift of the future.

If anything is sacred, the human body is sacred.

Life is a luminous halo a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning.

Prayer does not mean simply to pour out one's heart. It means rather to find the way to God and to speak with him whether the heart is full or empty.

So great is the economy of nature, that most flowers which are fertilised by crepuscular or nocturnal insects emit their odour chiefly or exclusively in the evening.

A lot of my generation are living out the un-lived lives of our mothers.

Some women love only what they can hold in their arms; others, only what they can't.

Mister, we deal in lead.