I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
I am so convinced of the advantages of looking at mankind instead of reading about them, . . . that I think there should be a law amongst us to set our young men abroad for a term among the few allies our wars have left us.
The place is very well and quiet and the children only scream in a low voice.
Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.
Smiles form the channels of a future tear.
I have always believed that all things depended upon Fortune, and nothing upon ourselves.