The shortness of life, so often lamented, may be the best thing about it.

Intellect is a magnitude of intensity, not a magnitude of extensity.

Will without intellect is the most vulgar and common thing in the world, possessed by every blockhead, who, in the gratification of his passions, shows the stuff of which he is made.

There is no absurdity so palpable but that it may be firmly planted in the human head if you only begin to inculcate it before the age of five, by constantly repeating it with an air of great solemnity.

Rudeness is better than any argument; it totally eclipses intellect.

The conviction that the world and man is something that had better not have been, is of a kind to fill us with indulgence towards one another.

Because people have no thoughts to deal in, they deal cards, and try and win one another's money. Idiots!