Now, since everything else is furnished with the exact amount of needle and thread required to maintain its being, it is in truth incredible that we alone should be brought into the world in a defective and indigent state, in a state such that we cannot maintain ourselves without external aid.

A good marriage (if any there be) refuses the conditions of love and endeavors to present those of amity.

I don't break the law* made for crooks, when I take away my own property - thus I am not obliged to conform to the law made for murderers when I deprive myself of my own life.

This notion [skepticism] is more clearly understood by asking "What do I know?"

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

A man is not hurt so much by what happens, as by his opinion of what happens.

No man is a hero to his own valet.