There is nothing on which men are commonly more intent than on making a way for their opinions.

It is a human tendency "to measure truth and error by our capacity."

Pleasure itself is painful at the bottom.

It is not without good reason, that he who has not a good memory should never take upon him the trade of lying.

And I loathe people who find it harder to put up with a gown askew than with a soul askew and who judge a man by his bow, his bearing and his boots.

We have no participation in Being, because all human nature is ever midway between being born and dying, giving off only a vague image and shadow of itself, and a weak and uncertain opinion. And if you chance to fix your thoughts on trying to grasp its essence, it would be neither more nor less than if your tried to clutch water.

Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future, because no one wants to face one's own inner self.