We must understand how to hide in darkness in order to escape the gnat-swarms of utterly annoying admirers.

Socrates and Plato are right: whatever man does he always does well, that is, he does that which seems to him good (useful) according to the degree of his intellect, the particular standard of his reasonableness.

Women and egoistic artists entertain a feeling towards science that is something composed of envy and sentimentality.

Only idiots fail to contradict themselves three times a day.

To have and to want more that is life.

The man who does not wish to be one of the mass only needs to cease to be easy on himself.

When a man reaches his maturity in understanding and in years, the feeling comes over him that his father was wrong to beget him.