I have lived one hundred years; and I die with the consolation of never having thrown the slightest ridicule upon the smallest virtue.

If I held all the thoughts of the world in my hand, I would be careful not to open it.

Behold a universe so immense that I am lost in it. I no longer know where I am. I am just nothing at all. Our world is terrifying in its insignificance.

It is beauty that begins to please, and tenderness that completes the cbarm.

To be happy, one must have a good stomach and a bad heart.

Since the princes take the Earth for their own, it's fair that the philosophers reserve the sky for themselves and rule there, but they should never permit the entry of others.

They will have the World to be in Large, what a Watch is in Small; which is very regular, and depends only upon the just disposing of the several Parts of the Movement.