There is something in us that is wiser than our head.

Vulgar people take huge delight in the faults and follies of great men.

A man may call to mind the face of his friend, but not his own. Here, then, is an initial difficulty in the way of applying the maxim, Know Thyself.

Great minds are related to the brief span of time during which they live as great buildings are to a little square in which they stand: you cannot see them in all their magnitude because you are standing too close to them.

Want and boredom are indeed the twin poles of human life.

The bad thing about all religions is that, instead of being able to confess their allegorical nature, they have to conceal it.

The faculty for remembering is not diminished in proportion to what one has learnt, just as little as the number of moulds in which you cast sand lessens its capacity for being cast in new moulds.