It may be well to wait a century for a reader, as God has waited six thousand years for an observer.
I much prefer the sharpest criticism of a single intelligent man to the thoughtless approval of the masses.
The ideas of quantities have been and are in God from eternity, they are God himself.
O God, I am thinking Thy thoughts after Thee.
Yes, I give myself up to holy raving.
At Cupinga's I was offered union with a virgin; on New Year's Eve I achieved this with the greatest possible difficulty, experiencing the most acute pains of the bladder.
The Earth sings Mi-Fa-Mi, so we can gather even from this that Misery and Famine reign on our habitat.