The man of science multiples the points of contact between man and nature.
Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have left me.
To die for an idea is to set a rather high price upon conjecture.
Custom alone regulates morals.
A tale without love is like beef without mustard: insipid.
All the good writers of confessions, from Augustine onwards, are men who are still a little in love with their sins.