Men inadvertently comport themselves with nobility when they have grown accustomed to wanting nothing from others and always giving to them.

Life is hard to bear: but do not affect to be so delicate! We are all of us fine sumpter asses and assesses.

What is bad? All that proceeds from weakness

I love him who loveth his virtue: for virtue is the will to down-going, and an arrow of longing.

There are people who want to make men's lives more difficult for no other reason than the chance it provides them afterwards to offer their prescription for alleviating life; their Christianity, for instance.

All good things were formerly bad things; every original sin has turned into an original virtue.

We would not let ourselves be burned to death for our opinions: we are not sure enough of them for that.