A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.

Idleness is the beginning of all vice, the crown of all virtues.

As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.

Always first draw fresh breath after outbursts of vanity and complacency.

A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.

Books are a narcotic