Agressive music can only shock you once. Afterwards its impact declines. It's inevitable.

But time growing old teaches all things.

Great acts are made up of small deeds.

Great ideas are not given, they’re built.

Not just in commerce but in the world of ideas too our age is putting on a veritable clearance sale. Everything can be had so dirt cheap that one begins to wonder whether in the end anyone will want to make a bid.

Friendship is but another name for an alliance with the follies and the misfortunes of others. Our own share of miseries is sufficient: why enter then as volunteers into those of another?