How hollow is the heart of man, and how full of excrement!

Justice and power must be brought together, so that whatever is just may be powerful, and whatever is powerful may be just.

If we do not know ourselves to be full of pride, ambition, lust, weakness, misery, and injustice, we are indeed blind. And if, knowing this, we do not desire deliverance, what can we say of a man...?

The multitude which does not reduce itself to unity is confusion.

Can anything be stupider than that a man has the right to kill me because he lives on the other side of a river and his ruler has a quarrel with mine, though I have not quarrelled with him?

The present is never the mark of our designs. We use both past and present as our means and instruments, but the future only as our object and aim.

How shall one who is so weak in his childhood become really strong when he grows older? We only change our fancies.