Things seem greater by imagination than they are in effect.

I give my opinion not as being good, but as being my own.

There are no truths, only moments of claryty passing for answers.

We are never present with, but always beyond ourselves; fear, desire, hope, still push us on toward the future.

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

Truly it is reasonable to make a great distinction between the faults that come from our weakness and those that come from our wickedness.

We easily enough confess in others an advantage of courage, strength, experience, activity, and beauty; but an advantage in judgment we yield to none.