Born to myself, I like myself alone.
Dead we become the lumber of the world.
I have to speak my mind. Because what is in my mind is always more interesting than what is happening in the world outside my mind.
Books bear him up a while, and make him try to swim with bladders of philosophy.
Nothing suits worse with vice than want of sense
Envy is a passion so full of cowardice and shame that nobody ever had the confidence to own it.