For an occurrence to become an adventure, it is necessary and sufficient for one to recount it.

One cannot become a saint when one works sixteen hours a day.

We are waiting for those final 10,000 votes to be counted. Then we'll see if a recount is necessary.

Neither sex, without some fertilization of the complimentary characters of the other, is capable of the highest reaches of human endeavor.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

We do not judge the people we love.