Time is that in which all things pass away.

We seldom think of what we have but always of what we lack. Therefore, rather than grateful, we are bitter.

The man who goes up in a balloon does not feel as if he were ascending; he only sees the earth sinking deeper below him.

Any foolish boy can stamp on a beetle, but all the professors in the world cannot make a beetle.

It is a clear gain to sacrifice pleasure in order to avoid pain.

All the cruelty and torment of which the world is full is in fact merely the necessary result of the totality of the forms under which the will to live is objectified.

Restlessness is the hallmark of existence.