There are as many and innumerable degrees of wit, as there are cubits between this and heaven.

We perceive no charms that are not sharpened, puffed out, and inflated by artifice. Those which glide along naturally and simply easily escape a sight so gross as ours.

I see several animals that live so entire and perfect a life, some without sight, others without hearing: who knows whether to us also one, two, or three, or many other senses, may not be wanting?

To forbid us anything is to make us have a mind to 't.

No-one is exempt from speaking nonsense – the only misfortune is to do it solemnly.

Valor is stability, not of legs and arms, but of courage and the soul.

We are born to inquire into truth; it belongs to a greater to possess it