The human understanding is unquiet; it cannot stop or rest, and still presses onward, but in vain. Therefore it is that we cannot conceive of any end or limit to the world, but always as of necessity it occurs to us that there is something beyond... But he is no less an unskilled and shallow philosopher who seeks causes of that which is most general, than he who in things subordinate and subaltern omits to do so

Of great wealth there is no real use, except in its distribution, the rest is just conceit.

Money is like muck, not good unless spread.

I have often thought upon death, and I find it the least of all evils.

States are great engines moving slowly.

Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life.

The zeal which begins with hypocrisy must conclude in treachery at first it deceives, at last it betrays