Is it not enough to make me come back to life out of spite, to have someone who spat in my face while I existed come and rub my feet when I am beginning to exist no longer?

Nothing else but an insatiate thirst of enjoying a greedily desired object.

To forbid us anything is to make us have a mind to 't.

There are truths on this side of the Pyrenees which are falsehoods on the other

Meditation is a powerful and full study as can effectually taste and employ themselves.

I conceive that pleasures are to be avoided if greater pains be the consequence, and pains to be coveted that will terminate in greater pleasures.

There is no pleasure to me without communication: there is not so much as a sprightly thought comes into my mind that it does not grieve me to have produced alone, and that I have no one to tell it to.