It is ourselves alone that make our days lucky or unlucky. Away, then, with a vain prejudice, the invention of the priesthood, which has been transmitted by our ancestors to an ignorant people.

Work spares us from three evils: boredom, vice, and need.

Froth at the top, dregs at bottom, but the middle excellent.

Men use thought only to justify their wrong doings, and employ speech only to conceal their thoughts.

I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: 'O Lord make my enemies ridiculous.' And God granted it.

Love truth, and pardon error.

A yawn may not be polite, but at least it is an honest opinion.