A bad beginning makes a bad ending.

We adore chaos because we love to produce order.

Demand not that events should happen as you wish; but wish them to happen as they do happen$$$ and you will go on well.

The key is to keep company only with people who uplift you$$$ whose presence calls forth your best.

It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows.

Humor is also a way of saying something serious.

To eat and drink without a friend is to devour like the lion and the wolf.

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.

Eros has degenerated; he began by introducing order and harmony$$$ and now he brings back chaos.

I like not only to be loved$$$ but also to be told I am loved.