As soon as you know a man to be blind, you imagine that you can see it from his back.

Nothing can contribute more to peace of soul than the lack of any opinion whatever.

If an angel were to tell us about his philosophy, I believe many of his statements might well sound like '2 x 2= 13'.

Here take back the stuff that I am, nature, knead it back into the dough of being, make of me a bush, a cloud, whatever you will, even a man, only no longer make me.

The journalists have constructed for themselves a little wooden chapel, which they also call the Temple of Fame, in which they put up and take down portraits all day long and make such a hammering you can't hear yourself speak.

A good part of the fame of most celebrated men is due to the shortsightedness of their admirers

The thoughts written on the walls of madhouses by their inmates might be worth publicizing.