If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves.

The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.

Cowardice is the mother of cruelty.

Miracles arise from our ignorance of nature, not from nature itself.

Philosophical discussions habitually make men happy and joyful not frowning and sad.

It is very easy to accuse a government of imperfection, for all mortal things are full of it.

The judgment is an utensil proper for all subjects, and will have an oar in everything.