“Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.”

“No. Men should die for lies. But the truth is too precious to die for.”

“All men owe honor to the poets - honor and awe; for they are dearest to the Muse who puts upon their lips the ways of life.”

“The smile upon my lips, 
It will surely never die 
As I'm waiting here for you 
until you're by my side.”

“The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.”

“We are fools to depend upon the society of our fellow-men. Wretched as we are, powerless as we are, they will not aid us; we shall die alone. We should therefore act as if we were alone, and in that case should we build fine houses, etc.? We should seek the truth without hesitation; and, if we refuse it, we show that we value the esteem of men more than the search for truth.”