Their [the Skeptics'] way of speaking is: "I settle nothing. . . . I do not understand it. . . . Nothing seems true that may not seem false." Their sacramental word is . . . , which is to say, I suspend my judgment.

The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself.

It costs an unreasonable woman no more to pass over one reason than another; they cherish themselves most where they are most wrong.

Socrates thought and so do I that the wisest theory about the gods is no theory at all.

There is nothing of evil in life for him who rightly comprehends that death is no evil; to know how to die delivers us from all subjection and constraint.

The conduct of our lives is the true mirror of our doctrine.

And one might therefore say of me that in this book I have only made up a bunch of other people's flowers, and that of my own I have only provided the string that ties them together.