No one should be subjected to force over things which belonged to him.

What kind of truth is this which is true on one side of a mountain and false on the other?

The ceaseless labour of your life is to build the house of death.

I love those historians that are either very simple or most excellent. Such as are between both (which is the most common fashion), it is they that spoil all; they will needs chew our meat for us and take upon them a law to judge, and by consequence to square and incline the story according to their fantasy.

I had rather complain of ill-fortune than be ashamed of victory.

There is no knowledge so hard to acquire as the knowledge of how to live this life well and naturally.

Why did I love her? Because it was her; because it was me.