If someone were to think that trees are made to support the sky, they would all seem too short.

It's the misfortune of German authors that not a single one of them dares to expose his true character. Everyone thinks that he has to be better than he is.

Trousers and the reputation of not being a thief are similar in the following way: There is no particular honor in having them butonce they are lost, everyone thinks they have the right to insult us.

If human beings are immortal, so are animals. If matter has the ability to remember, it also has the ability to think.

Mozart starved, but you allow Thalberg and Liszt make tons of gold: Of course, you may think that someone immortal cannot die of hunger

Do you think that it is possible to have a mere taste of commonness? Either one hates it or makes common cause with it.