To go beyond the bounds of moderation is to outrage humanity.

Being unable to cure death, wretchedness, and ignorance, men have decided, in order to be happy, not to think about such things.

Those who write against vanity want the glory of having written well, and their readers the glory of reading well, and I who write this have the same desire, as perhaps those who read this have also.

It is not permitted to the most equitable of men to be a judge in his own cause.

Most of man's trouble comes from his inability to be still.

Let man reawake and consider what he is compared with the reality of things; regard himself lost in this remote corner of Nature; and from the tiny cell where he lodges, to wit the Universe, weigh at their true worth earth, kingdoms, towns, himself. What is a man face to face with infinity?

To deny, to believe, and to doubt well, are to a man what the race is to a horse.