The most unhappy and frail creatures are men and yet they are the proudest.

I walk firmer and more secure uphill than down.

That is why Bias jested with those who were going through the perils of a great storm with him and calling on the gods for help: "Shut up," he said, "so that they do not realize that you are here with me.

Que sçais-je?" (What do I know?)

In the education of children there is nothing like alluring the interest and affection; otherwise you only make so many asses laden with books.

Whom conscience, ne'er asleep, Wounds with incessant strokes, not loud, but deep.

It is an absolute perfection... to get the very most out of one's individuality.