Scratching is one of nature's sweetest gratifications, and nearest at hand.

The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mould

I determine nothing; I do not comprehend things; I suspend judgment; I examine.

Who is it that does not voluntarily exchange his health, his repose, and his very life for reputation and glory? The most useless, frivolous, and false coin that passes current among us.

If by being overstudious, we impair our health and spoil our good humor, let us give it up.

Judgement holds in me a magisterial seat, at least it carefully tries to. It lets my feelings go their way, both hatred and friendship, even the friendship I bear myself, without being changed and corrupted by them.

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