The virtue of the soul does not consist in flying high, but in walking orderly.

People of our time are so formed for agitation and ostentation that goodness, moderation, equability, constancy, and such quiet and obscure qualities are no longer felt.

If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves.

The dispersing and scattering our names into many mouths, we call making them more great.

Experience stands on its own dunghill in medicine, and reason yields it place. Medicine has always professed experience to be the touchstone of its operations.

The man who thinks he knows does not yet know what knowing is

There are truths on this side of the Pyrenees which are falsehoods on the other