He Who Leaves The Game Wins It.

Most Books Today Seemed To Have Been Written Overnight From Books Read The Day Before.

I Have Three Kinds Of Friends: Those Who Love Me, Those Who Pay No Attention To Me, And Those Who Detest Me.

Most Benefactors Are Like Unskillful Generals Who Take The City And Leave The Citadel Intact.

There Is A Melancholy That Stems From Greatness

One Can Be Certain That Every Generally Held Idea, Every Received Notion, Will Be Idiocy Because It Has Been Able To Appeal To The Majority