The only truly consistent are the dead.

One seventh of your life is spent on Monday.

To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of dogs.

After all, what is reading but a vice, like drink or venery or any other form of excessive self-indulgence? One reads to tickle and amuse one's mind; one reads, above all, to prevent oneself thinking.

In a word, they failed to take into account man's almost infinite appetite for distractions.

We cannot reason ourselves out of our basic irrationality. All we can do is to learn the art of being irrational in a reasonable way.

Everyone who wants to do good to the human race always ends in universal bullying.