The middle sort of historians (of which the most part are) spoil all; they will chew our meat for us.

There is no conversation more boring than the one where everybody agrees.

We call comeliness a mischance in the first respect, which belongs principally to the face.

I have often seen people uncivil by too much civility, and tiresome in their courtesy.

It needs courage to be afraid.

Seeing that the Senses cannot decide our dispute, being themselves full of uncertainty, we must have recourse to Reason; there is no reason but must be built upon another reason: so here we are retreating backwards to infinity.

To distract myself from tiresome thoughts, I have only to resort to books; they easily draw my mind to themselves and away from other things.