Fame is no sure test of merit.

One always has exaggerated ideas about what one doesn't know.

Be careful who you call your friends. I'd rather have four quarters than one hundred pennies.

Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable.

In Mathematics$$$ the art of proposing a question must be held of higher value than solving it.

I have a very old and very faithful attachment for dogs. I like them because they always forgive.

Memory's images$$$ once they are fixed in words$$$ are erased.

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

A perfect faith is nowhere to be found$$$ so it follows that all of us are partly unbelievers.

If the Aeneid is language as metaphor$$$ as the sacramental ritualizing of human experience$$$ Ciceros speeches are language as practical tool.