Experience has taught me this, that we undo ourselves by impatience. Misfortunes have their life and their limits, their sickness and their health.

All opinions in the world agree in this, that pleasure is our end, although they differ as to the means of attaining it.

If atoms do, by chance, happen to combine themselves into so many shapes, why have they never combined together to form a house or a slipper? By the same token, why do we not believe that if innumerable letters of the Greek alphabet were poured all over the market-place they would eventually happen to form the text of the Iliad?

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.

How often, being moved under a false cause, if the person offending makes a good defense and presents us with a just excuse, are we angry against truth and innocence itself?

The profit we possess after study is to have become better and wiser.

God sends the cold according to the coat.