The Best Sentence? The Shortest.

Silence Is The Wit Of Fools.

Distrust Even Mathematics; Albeit So Sublime And Highly Perfected, We Have Here A Machine Of Such Delicacy It Can Only Work In Vacuo, And One Grain Of Sand In The Wheels Is Enough To Put Everything Out Of Gear. One Shudders To Think To What Disaster Such A Grain Of Sand May Bring A Mathematical Brain. Remember Pascal.

It Is Well For The Heart To Be Naive And For The Mind Not To Be.

It Is By Believing In Roses That You Make Them Bloom.

The Power Of Love Itself Weakens And Gradually Becomes Lost With Age, Like All The Other Energies Of Man.