The harder you work, the luckier you get.

Language is wine upon the lips.

The individual has become a mere cog in an enormous organization of things and powers which tear from his hands all progress, spirituality, and value in order to transform them from their subjective form into the form of a purely objective life.

"La belleza no es una cualidad de las cosas en sí mismas: existe en la mente que las contempla."

The past is always tense, the future perfect.