That which takes effect by chance is not an art.

There are more things to alarm us than to harm us, and we suffer more often in apprehension than reality.

We are born subjects, and to obey God is perfect liberty. He that does this shall be free, safe and happy.

There is this blessing, that while life has but one entrance, it has exits innumerable, and as I choose the house in which I live, the ship in which I will sail, so will I choose the time and manner of my death.

Our minds must relax: they will rise better and keener after rest. Just as you must not force fertile farmland, as uninterrupted productivity will soon exhaust it, so constant effort will sap our mental vigour, while a short period of rest and relaxation will restore our powers. Unremitting effort leads to a kind of mental dullness and lethargy.

Every journey has an end.

As long as we are among humans, let us be humane.