For me, my thoughts are my prostitutes.

There is not a Musselman alive who would not imagine that he was performing an action pleasing to God and his Holy Prophet by exterminating every Christian on earth, while the Christians are scarcely more tolerant on their side.

I feel, I think, I judge; therefore, a part of organized matter like me is capable of feeling, thinking, and judging.

Oh! how near are genius and madness! Men imprison them and chain them, or raise statues to them.

He whom we call a gentleman is no longer the man of Nature.

The world is the house of the strong. I shall not know until the end what I have lost or won in this place, in this vast gambling den where I have spent more than sixty years, dice box in hand, shaking the dice.

All things must be examined, debated, investigated without exception and without regard for anyone's feelings.