I maintain that, if everyone knew what others said about him, there would not be four friends in the world.

We must learn our limits. We are all something, but none of us are everything.

We must kill them in war, just because they live beyond the river. If they lived on this side, we would be called murderers.

We run carelessly to the precipice, after we have put something before us to prevent us seeing it.

Our senses will not admit anything extreme. Too much noise confuses us, too much light dazzles us, too great distance or nearness prevents vision, too great prolixity or brevity weakens an argument, too much pleasure gives pain, too much accordance annoys.

All men seek happiness. This is without exception. Whatever different means they employ, they all tend to this end. The cause of some going to war, and of others avoiding it, is the same desire in both, attended with different views. The will never takes the least step but to this object. This is the motive of every action of every man, even of those who hang themselves.

In difficult times carry something beautiful in your heart.