There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.
The one self- knowledge worth having is to know one's own mind.
My external sensations are no less private to my self than are my thoughts or my feelings. In either case my experience falls within my own circle, a circle closed on the outside... the whole world for each is peculiar and private to that soul.
Where everything is bad it must be good to know the worst.
His mind is so open - so open that ideas simply pass through it.
The cost of a thing is what I call life which has to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.