“A mental stain can neither be blotted out by the passage of time nor washed away by any waters.”

It is a great thing to know your vices.

For walk where we will, we tread upon some story.

Nothing stands out so conspicuously, or remains so firmly fixed in the memory, as something which you have blundered.

Books: our unfailing companions.

To be rather than to seem.

Endless money forms the sinews of war.

Love is the attempt to form a friendship inspired by beauty.

Cultivation of the mind is as necessary as food to the body.

The enemy is within the gates; it is with our own luxury, our own folly, our own criminality that we have to contend.

The causes of events are ever more interesting than the events themselves.

In all matters, before beginning, a diligent preparation should be made.

To make a mistake is only human; to persist in a mistake is idiotic.

The authority of those who teach is often an obstacle to those who want to learn.

We are bound by the law, so that we may be free.

Instead let Virtue herself, by her own unaided allurements, summon you to a glory that is genuine and real.

A man of faith is also full of courage.

My face carries all of my memories. Why would I erase them?

Memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for.

Memory at last has what I sought.

Our memory is childish and it saves only what we need.

All I have are the memories and all they do is haunt me.

I think that I am here, on this earth, to present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I were sent so that whatever takes place has meaning because it changes into memory.

All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.

As much as I have films and all that sort of stuff, a lot of my memories are to do with relationships and love.