Have you known how to take rest? You have done more than he who hath taken empires and cities.

It is not my deeds that I write down, it is myself, my essence.

A man must live in the world and make the best of it, such as it is.

Oh, what a valiant faculty is hope, that in a mortal subject, and in a moment, makes nothing of usurping infinity, immensity, eternity, and of supplying its masters indigence, at its pleasure, with all things he can imagine or desire!

Whom conscience, ne'er asleep, Wounds with incessant strokes, not loud, but deep.

It is a dangerous and fateful presumption, besides the absurd temerity that it implies, to disdain what we do not comprehend. For after you have established, according to your fine undertstanding, the limits of truth and falsehood, and it turns out that you must necessarily believe things even stranger than those you deny, you are obliged from then on to abandon these limits.

The clatter of arms drowns out the voice of law.