There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.

There is no passion so contagious as that of fear.

My trade and my art is living. He who forbids me to speak about it according to my sense, experience, and practice, let him orderthe architect to speak of buildings not according to himself but according to his neighbor; according to another man's knowledge, not according to his own.

The first lessons with which we should irrigate his mind should be those which teach him to know himself, and to know how to die ... and to live.

Seeing that the Senses cannot decide our dispute, being themselves full of uncertainty, we must have recourse to Reason; there is no reason but must be built upon another reason: so here we are retreating backwards to infinity.

Difficulty is a coin the learned make use of like jugglers, to conceal the inanity of their art.

If people must be talking about me, I would have it to be truthfully and justly. I would willingly return from the next world to contradict any person who described me other than I was, although he did it to honour me.