When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her.

Every man carries the entire form of human condition.

Men ... are not agreed about any one thing, not even that heaven is over our heads.

What kind of truth is it which has these mountains as its boundary and is a lie beyond them?

Now there cannot be first principles for men, unless the Divinity has revealed them; all the rest--beginning, middle, and end--isnothing but dreams and smoke.

When I play with my cat, who knows whether I do not make her more sport than she makes me?

The greater part of the world's troubles are due to questions of grammar.