Nature should have been pleased to have made this age miserable, without making it also ridiculous.
The ceaseless labour of your life is to build the house of death.
When we see a man with bad shoes, we say it is no wonder, if he is a shoemaker.
Other passions have objects to flatter them, and seem to content and satisfy them for a while; there is power in ambition, pleasure in luxury, and pelf in covetousness; but envy can gain nothing but vexation.
Almost all the opinions we have are taken on authority and on credit.
Necessity is a violent school-mistress.