What we do not understand we do not possess.

A good man, through obscurest aspirations Has still an instinct of the one true way.

[W]hat counts is that one perceives excellence and dares to give it expression, which sounds little but is in fact a great deal.

The people who are absent are the ideal; those who are present seem to be quite commonplace.

In the end we are all separate: our stories, no matter how similar, come to a fork and diverge. We are drawn to each other because of our similarities, but it is our differences we must learn to respect.

There is no crime of which I do not deem myself capable.

A state of true and universal tolerance is best ensured by leaving alone the peculiarities of men and peoples.