The one self- knowledge worth having is to know one's own mind.

One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.

The propriety of some persons seems to consist in having improper thoughts about their neighbors.

We say that a girl with her doll anticipates the mother. It is more true, perhaps, that most mothers are still but children with playthings.

Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.

The force of the blow depends on the resistance. It is sometimes better not to struggle against temptation. Either fly or yield at once.

It is good to know what a man is, and also what the world takes him for. But you do not understand him until you have learnt how he understands himself.