If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities.

If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities.

The virtues, like the Muses, are always seen in groups. A good principle was never found solitary in any breast.

Should a seeker not find a companion who is better or equal, let them resolutely pursue a solitary course.

If you love someone, you are always joined with them – in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.

Wit is educated insolence.

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.

"What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my anger wax hot, my love grow exalted, my hatred collect in me, and that boasted solidarity between me and my body was gone."

"What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my anger wax hot, my love grow exalted, my hatred collect in me, and that boasted solidarity between me and my body was gone."