I am still hopeful. A falcon, Time. But the coincidence is probably accidental.

Advertisers constantly invent cures to which there is no disease.

We must doubt the certainty of everything which passes through the senses, but how much more ought we to doubt things contrary to the senses, such as the existence of God and the soul.

It vexes me greatly that having to earn my living has forced me to interrupt the work and to attend to small matters.

The painter who draws merely by practice and by eye, without any reason, is like a mirror which copies every thing placed in front of it without being conscious of their existence.

Nothing will be left, Nothing in the air, nothing under the earth, nothing in the waters. All will be exterminated.

The memory of benefits is a frail defence against ingratitude.