The great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the indepenence of solitude. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. Small minds talk about people, medieocre minds talk about events, great minds talk about ideas. Go to my page of his works. Before me things create were non, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
I percieve one picking me out by secret and divine signs, Acknowlege none else, no parent, wife, husband, brother, child any nearer than I am. Some are baffled, but that one is not - that one knows me. And when I meet you I mean to discover you by the like in you.