As I take up my pen I feel myself so full, so equal to my subject, and see my book so clearly before me in embryo, I would almost like to try to say it all in a single word.

I would give something to know for whose sake precisely those deeds were really done which report says were done for the fatherland.

The man was such an intellectual he was of almost no use.

Some people read only because they are too lazy to think.

A man has virtues enough if he deserves pardon for his faults on account of them.

There is something in our minds like sunshine and the weather, which is not under our control. When I write, the best things come to me from I know not where.

He swallowed a lot of wisdom, but all of it seems to have gone down the wrong way.