Despite the enormous quantity of books, how few people read! And if one reads profitably, one would realize how much stupid stuff the vulgar herd is content to swallow every day.

The man who, in a fit of melancholy, kills himself today, would have wished to live had he waited a week.

There is a pleasure in not being pleased.

The truths of religion are never so well understood as by those who have lost the power of reason.

The road to the heart is the ear

Fools admire everything in an author of reputation.

He who dies before many witnesses always does so with courage.