Speaking is half his that speaks, and half his that hears.
Wisdom is a solid and entire building, of which every piece keeps its place and bears its mark.
Who does not see that I have taken a road along which I shall go, without stopping and without effort, as long as there is ink and paper in the world? I cannot keep a record of my life by my actions; fortune places them too low. I keep it by my thoughts.
To philosophize is to doubt.
My trade and art is to live.
We are nothing but ceremony; ceremony carries us away, and we leave the substance of things; we hang on to the branches and abandon the trunk and body.