Men are like stone jugs - you may lug them where you like by the ears.
The joy of life is variety.
Guilt once harbored in the conscious breast, intimidates the brave, degrades the great.
Some people wave their dogmatic thinking until their own reason is entangled.
Labor, if it were not necessary for existence, would be indispensable for the happiness of man.
If a madman were to come into this room with a stick in his hand, no doubt we should pity the state of his mind; but our primary consideration would be to take care of ourselves. We should knock him down first, and pity him afterwards.