I have a vocabulary all my own. I "pass the time" when it is wet and disagreeable. When it is fine I do not wish to pass it; I ruminate it and hold on to it. We should hasten over the bad, and settle upon the good.

I see several animals that live so entire and perfect a life, some without sight, others without hearing: who knows whether to us also one, two, or three, or many other senses, may not be wanting?

I am afraid that our eyes are bigger than our stomachs, and that we have more curiosity than understanding. We grasp at everything, but catch nothing except wind.

Our zeal works wonders, whenever it supports our inclination toward hatred, cruelty, ambition.

Lucius Arruntius killed himself, he said, to escape both the future and the past.

Glory and repose are things that cannot possibly inhabit in one and the same place.

I may indeed very well happen to contradict myself; but truth, as Demades said, I do not contradict.