To philosophize is nothing else than to prepare oneself for death.

Oh senseless man, who cannot possibly make a worm or a flea and yet will create Gods by the dozen!

When all is summed up, a man never speaks of himself without loss; his accusations of himself are always believed; his praises never.

Nature has, herself, I fear, imprinted in man a kind of instinct to inhumanity.

The art of dining well is no slight art, the pleasure not a slight pleasure; neither the greatest captains nor the greatest philosophers have disdained the use or science of eating well.

If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves.

On the highest throne in the world, we still sit only on our own bottom.