Truth ... is the sovereign good of human nature.

He that cannot possibly mend his own case will do what he can to impair another's.

Habit, if wisely and skillfully formed, becomes truly a second nature; but unskillfully and unmethodically depicted, it will be as it were an ape of nature, which imitates nothing to the life, but only clumsily and awkwardly

...neither is it possible to discover the more remote and deeper parts of any science, if you stand but upon the level of the same science, and ascend not to a higher science.

Men suppose their reason has command over their words; still it happens that words in return exercise authority on reason

In one and the same fire, clay grows hard and wax melts.

Great art is always a way of concentrating, reinventing what is called fact, what we know of our existence- a reconcentration… tearing away the veils, the attitudes people acquire of their time and earlier time. Really good artists tear down those veils