This veridic nose arrives everywhere a quarter of an hour before its master. Ten shoemakers, good round fat ones too, go and sit down to work under it out of the rain.

I may climb perhaps to no great heights, but I will climb alone.

Prometheus heretofore went up to Heaven, and stole fire from thence. Have not I as much Boldness as he?

My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.

A large nose is the mark of a witty, courteous, affable, generous and liberal man.

Perish the universe, provided I have my revenge!

A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.

A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.

Well - when I write my book, and tell the tale Of my adventures - all these little stars That shake out of my cloak - I must save those To use for asterisks.

After a while the press of business in the province put an end to our philosophizing, and I returned with increased determination to my plans to fly to the Moon.

Your neck. I want to kiss it.

Something in me snaps. Since I woke in the alley I've been pushed down, feared and prosecuted for things out of my control. Well, enough is enough.

countries who have a longer past are better able see further forward into the future and think about extending the time period that they've already been around into the distant future.

Worship is the proper response of all moral, sentient beings to God, ascribing all honor and worth to their Creator-God precisely because he is worthy, delightfully so.

The best sleep imaginable is sleeping in your dreams

If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can dream it, you can become it.

The literati in their cellarsPerform semantic tarantellas.I wish I did it half as well as them.

You look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were.

Don't let's lose sight of what creates wealth. It is open markets, it is capitalism.

A man who has not been in Italy, is always conscious of an inferiority.

But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlots curse Blasts the new-born Infants tear And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse