What then do you call your soul? What idea have you of it? You cannot of yourselves, without revelation, admit the existence within you of anything but a power unknown to you of feeling and thinking.
The secret of being a bore... is to tell everything.
The happiest of all lives is a busy solitude.
He is a hard man who is only just, and a sad one who is only wise.
All the known world, excepting only savage nations, is governed by books.
We adore, we invoke, we seek to appease, only that which we fear.