Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one's garden.

All sects are different, because they come from men; morality is everywhere the same, because it comes from God.

Such then is the human condition, that to wish greatness for one's country is to wish harm to one's neighbors.

It is an infantile superstition of the human spirit that virginity would be thought a virtue and not the barrier that separates ignorance from knowledge.

Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one's garden.

The road to the heart is the ear

Very often, say what you will, a knave is only a fool.