All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing.

Can we conceive what humanity would be if it did not know the flowers?

You do well to have visions of a better life than of every day, but it is the life of every day from which the elements of a better life must come.

We possess only the happiness we able to understand.

If the bee disappeared off the face of the earth, man would only have four years left to live.

Physical suffering apart, not a single sorrow exists that can touch us except through our thoughts.

Is not every action of Hamlet induced by a fanatical impulse, which tells him that duty consists in revenge alone? And dose it need superhuman efforts to recognize that revenge never can be duty? I say again that Hamlet thinks much, but that he is by no means wise.