What kind of truth is this which is true on one side of a mountain and false on the other?

God defend me from myself.

For table-talk, I prefer the pleasant and witty before the learned and the grave; in bed, beauty before goodness.

When I am attached by gloomy thoughts, nothing helps me so much as running to my books. They quickly absorb me and banish the clouds from my mind.

A young man ought to cross his own rules, to awake his vigor, and to keep it from growing faint and rusty. And there is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is carried on by rule and discipline.

I would rather be an expert on me than on Cicero

Those that will combat use and custom by the strict rules of grammar do but jest