I would rather produce my passions than brood over them at my expense; they grow languid when they have vent and expression. It is better that their point should operate outwardly than be turned against us.

In plain truth, lying is an accursed vice. We are not men, nor have any other tie upon another, but by our word.

It is not a mind, it is not a body that we educate, but it is a man, and we must not make two parts of him.

If my mind could gain a firm footing, I would not make essays, I would make decisions; but it is always in apprenticeship and on trial.

The worst condition of humans is when they lose knowledge and control of themselves.

My business is only to keep myself in motion, whilst motion pleases me; I only walk for the walk's sake.

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.