The vanity of others runs counter to our taste only when it runs counter to our vanity.

Every deep thinker is more afraid of being understood than of being misunderstood.

We count the courtesies accorded us by unpopular people as offenses.

When I was twelve years old I thought up an odd trinity: namely, God the Father, God the Son, and God the Devil. My inference wasthat God, in contemplating himself, created the second person of the godhead; but that, in order to be able to contemplate himself, he had to contemplate, and thus to create, his opposite.--With this I began to do philosophy.

Not to be cowardly when it comes to our own actions! Not to leave them in the lurch!--The sting of conscience is indecent.

Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood.

The final reward of the dead - to die no more