The maxims of men reveal their characters.
To withdraw ourselves from the law of the strong, we have found ourselves obliged to submit to justice. Justice or might, we must choose between these two masters.
In a way, the main fault of all books is that they are too long.
Action makes more fortune than caution.
Is it against justice or reason to love ourselves? And why is self-love always a vice?
As a house implies a builder, and a garment a weaver, and a door a carpenter, so does the existence of the Universe imply a Creator.