Worry is the stomach's worst poison.

A heart can no more be forced to love than a stomach can be forced to digest food by persuasion.

All goodnessIs poison to thy stomach.

One can state, without exaggeration, that the observation of and the search for similarities and differences are the basis of all human knowledge.

I am a misanthrope and yet utterly benevolent, have more than one screw loose yet am a super-idealist who digests philosophy more efficiently than food.

If I have a thousand ideas and only one turns out to be good, I am satisfied.